Dead flowers can never flourish
Please baby, never make me smile again
And I just dream of you recovering your strength
And all of the skeptic's are to find a way into believing
For you, maybe tomorrow can be a better day
Or another one to suicide your hopes
One million miles makes us different
One million desires to be sure of never holding your hand
And after all, all your breathing make me smile
How kids dreams dies?
And how, just to everybody know, can you make such a pure desire bring us peace?
Dead flowers can never flourish
And such a desire in a broken heart.