כמוה
Waving at the sun you realize it all boils down To this one bit; Some things are always on the move while others stay in place and wait; Waiting for the healing drops of rain; To cool their eyes and dim their pain; Spinning round and round your eyes are echoing the glassy sounds of broken light; You're trying to remember who and what and how to play when moments turn; Racing down on memories' path ,butterflies; The roads are never long enough; Waiting for the healing drops of rain; To cool your eyes and ease the pain; Is it all just points of view; Am i just another you; Why do I still resist ?; I'm waving at the burning skies; No matter how hard I try; I just can't close my eyes; Waving at the sun; 