Cherry Tree Tea
When I was 8
You broke your leg
I was there for you
Thought fault was my
Bad things happen
As you said, life is not a miracle
This year was hard
You decided to dance
To music from youth
But your youth gone, and your legs can't hold you back
You didn't listen to any criticism
But I felt guilt
Tried to find a way to fix it
Go back in the days and save you
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
The church that hung over the window
And the soft ringing of the bells
Made me fall in love in those days with those moments
I was running, I was walking
And you were smiling so brightly
That the sun was beginning to fade from the awkwardness
You didn't listen to any criticism
But I felt guilt
Tried to find a way to fix it
Go back in the days and save you
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
You broke your leg
I was there for you
Thought fault was my
Bad things happen
As you said, life is not a miracle
This year was hard
You decided to dance
To music from youth
But your youth gone, and your legs can't hold you back
You didn't listen to any criticism
But I felt guilt
Tried to find a way to fix it
Go back in the days and save you
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
The church that hung over the window
And the soft ringing of the bells
Made me fall in love in those days with those moments
I was running, I was walking
And you were smiling so brightly
That the sun was beginning to fade from the awkwardness
You didn't listen to any criticism
But I felt guilt
Tried to find a way to fix it
Go back in the days and save you
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
Cherry tree tea
That smell reminds me
Those weeks in Germany
Hot summer day
When road melt my skin and shoes
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Writer(s): Elina Fisenko
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