Your Face کے بول

Water Lily Freedom Where does the Spirit lay? Freedom Lying in shadows Of light and clay I trace your feet Like transparent thrones I dream of your clinging I am not alone I glide with you Draw you with kole Your paint the river I am not alone That lover in the crash That scent lingers now Your face Your face I trace your feet Like transparent thrones I dream of your clinging I am not alone I glide with you Draw you with kole Your paint the river I am not alone