Feelings

Think of a little boy
Falling on the ground
Shape of the little wound
Pain reflects on the eyes
Think of a little girl
Everybody laughs at her
Color of her sweet cheeks
Blushing out of shame

Feelings they make us grow
They've always been inside of soul
Feelings they make us live also kill

Think of a little boy
Falling on the ground
Shape of the little wound
Pain reflects on the eyes
Think of a little girl
Everybody laughs at her
Color of her sweet cheeks
Blushing out of shame
Think of a little heart
Falling love with her
The chosen heart is black
Doesn't even deserve to be called death

Feelings they make us grow
They've always been inside of soul
Feelings they make us live
Feelings they make us live
Feelings they make us live
Feelings they make us live also kill



Credits
Writer(s): Yunus özumar
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