Deep in the darling woods,
the darkness creeps
and the wind whispers
of daisies and delight:
destiny
hanging in the air
beyond the trees.
Waiting.
Waiting for permission
to live.
Deep in the darling woods,
the darkness creeps
and the wind whispers
of daisies and delight:
destiny
hanging in the air
beyond the trees.
Waiting.
Waiting for permission
to live.