6. Broken

Album: TIME WILL HEAL OUR SENSES

All that is left are rags and wood 
An instant spell 
Once I stood tall and faced the wind 
A smile with grace 
  
You are a flower in bloom 
A simple thing 
I am the softly falling rain 
Who lost it all 
  
Summer feelings in the darkness 
Colourless again in spring 
Now I know you won't be calling 
Now I know it's not the same 
  
You are a flower in bloom 
A simple thing 
I am the softly falling rain 
Who lost it all