Poem.
Those of you who want to know
will always find a way
But if your mind's just like the snow,
You've nowhere else to go.
For it will melt, so fast you know
that you won't have a clue.
All has gone and disappeared
and gone beyond your view.
Poem.
Those of you who want to know
will always find a way
But if your mind's just like the snow,
You've nowhere else to go.
For it will melt, so fast you know
that you won't have a clue.
All has gone and disappeared
and gone beyond your view.