Where the Grass Is Turning Brown In Spots I Buried My Memories

List of things to do before I fall in love again I allow my mind to take me Into the A wild opened fields where the grass is turning brown in spots ^ There’s one Wild flower And Dozens of Scattered pebbles, Under my feet ^ Taunted memories, Bare trees with bend trunks A cool breeze washes my face No more umbrella tree To relief me from Ray of the sun I squint from the sun in my eyes ^ To Think of the ghost in my past Or to deal with the Ray of the sun ^ Lists of things to do before I fall I love again Buried the pain Low the drawbridge or Keep the enemy out ^ I want to be happier Than I‘ve ever been To Fall in love again ^ I buried Painful memories Under the bare umbrella trees