Where

You can read it on his face
Maybe a sixty years old man
He looks at his clock
And saw the time flew away
Look out the window
And the feels flow away
Where he's going and where is from
I don't know

Many people
Who are traveling with us
Look him, he is different from us
Eyes that tell a story, eyes that still have to write history
He looks us, and he know
That we don't know we're he's going
Where he's from
I don't know



Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link