Horizons

When the summer breeze puts to leaves to sleep Forgotten symphony spreads through space I'm not saying the breeze became mean We're not listening to the writers wise words Let's stop our steps Let's stop our thoughts Let's look far to the deepest blue We'll find the chances What we're never searching for Let's stop the moment The moment of bliss It depends on us on our understanding If our view is endless Or it ends on horizons Let's stop our steps Let's stop our thoughts Let's look far to the deepest blue We'll find the chances What we're never searching for Let's stop the moment The moment of bliss It depends on us on our understanding If our view is endless Or it ends on horizons