Lost tamburine
There is only just a story ,
A Story that just begun.
Only a Word,
Words that never been sung.
Across the sea and a lost tamburine,
Where else are we supposed to be,
When the moment, the words, is the only thing you can feel, you can see.
Music with a numb croud, they can never reach,
The story untold,
You can never speak
Hej Rebecca! Riktigt fin!! Du har utvecklats i ditt tecknande. Fortsätt så!