Espers
Flowery Noontide
Feels well, a flowery noontideAnd tell a tale of springtimeSomeone will call, hungry to spite meAbsent from luck and blame so slightlyIn sight, the tale goes hidingReveal a bite, skin tighteningSoon gone the thought, am I distractedPlease cover up, our lies are abandonedSo sad, but yet so rightlyWe took the tale so lightlySnows are so far, and lost stars lighteningTo enter scorned and tramples tightening
From Letras Mania