autumn winds turn to gold

poesia...

into your heart
por: fiachna o'braonain

all the dead leaves are falling away from the trees
the end of the season, summertime crawls on its knees
autumn winds start to blow
softly breathing on my soul

set me free, let me know
when i'm dying, let me grow
push me up, don't let me fall
you give me the best damn thing of all

your love goes on and on...

the birds and the bees are gathering up getting ready to fly
blown on a breeze that carries them up to the sky
autumn winds turn to gold
the armour wrapped around my soul

set me free, let me know
when i'm dying, let me grow
push me up, don't let me fall
you give me the best damn thing of all

your love goes on and on...

and when i feel like i don't know
and my heart is sinking like a stone
your breath is like a friend
and i can breeeathe in love again

your love goes on and on...

gone the bells

por: cotton jones

orange line, orange line, passin the line

ohh dream, on a dream, what a beautiful thing

i was looking for your heart

through the flowers in the park

oh the flowers in the park

oh the flowers in the park

cotton jones: gone the bells

fresh.
por: me

inspiration, thinking of you
it's my reaction, but it can't be makin me bleu
up on an airplane, ill take to the sky
see you later, this isn't goodbye

in a strange land, thinking of you
gotta expand, but thinking of you

how does it feel to be you
someone so crowned, someone so sound
i know you're there even when you're not around

you're always there, always outlined
so i take a step back and think like the sun
no need for hesitation, as i take my next run
now some distance and feeling so alive
see you later, this isn't goodbye