Текст песни Withering Flowers - Melting Palms

Here we sit asunder
Dazed and yet so clear
Dreaming of one another
Softly faced a single tear

Like suns burning
And moonlight beams
Light our caves of wishes
Stay inside, here we can scream

Numb crowds and taming drifts
Holding deep our silent schemes
Some cease to exist
Withering flowers in gloomy dreams

Like suns burning
And moonlight beams
Light our caves of wishes
Stay inside, here we can scream