She was in the backyard,
In her ownself, heaped inside her sunshine,
The breeze always surrounded her,
I was there too, enclosed in my own womb,
And here we are still separated
By the corridors of time.
I would come,
And she would be gone...
In her ownself, heaped inside her sunshine,
The breeze always surrounded her,
I was there too, enclosed in my own womb,
And here we are still separated
By the corridors of time.
I would come,
And she would be gone...