from this bottom of my behalf
leave for i cry

could we talk?
i miss you


i remember those days
when you and i walk
share a happy moment

trot and took a train

leave for me this thing

and fly forever to reach
best things we receive
deliver the most


i admire the white tops
i love the ribbon reds

you fly in the surprises
i see the hardest things


calculations are in the hands
we never break a spirit
see me forever, this way

im glad we tackle enough