The world,
Its ways,
Yesterday,
Today.
Tomorrow?
Who knows?
What will come,
What’s thrown.
The world,
Its ways,
To get off,
Leave its race.
Tomorrow?
Who knows?
Will it come?
Or will I go.
The World’s ways
The magic of reflected love
The magic of reflected love
The world,
Its ways,
Yesterday,
Today.
Tomorrow?
Who knows?
What will come,
What’s thrown.
The world,
Its ways,
To get off,
Leave its race.
Tomorrow?
Who knows?
Will it come?
Or will I go.