To all the possibilities beyond my window
One day the breeze will flow and wake me up
And I' ll see the magnificent moonlight falling over the old tree
Making it to be a christmas tree
There it is
All my possibilities lying over the crossed bars
One day you'll see through that window
In the night at all its glory
You will have your chance
One day through all the trounce
You will lead to the day that's bright.
Copyright © GREESHMA P G | Year Posted 2020
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