Destination

Destination Sitting in my train of escape Flying to a land Called unknown Looking out of the opened windows Thousands of flowers are Floating by Flying out of the window Landing on a field of colours Wishing to be flower Feeling only in red Dreaming of my yesterdays Never will forget these days Having now another train My only saviour is rain Can’t find the answer At the sky I am screaming I don’t know why Why Why Why Wishing to be flower Feeling only in red Dreaming of my yesterdays Never will forget these days Having now another train My only saviour is rain Destination Destination Destination