Sister Lilac کے بول

Sister lilac things are not the same Ever since I learned to call your name Once I was a mountain stream Now I know what ocean means Sister lilac things are not the same Eyes and ears they must be open wide Before you hear and see beyond your pride You must speak like little child Do with love and not with style Sister lilac that's how I feel inside Life will come and grow to man And soon be old and gray Life that flows between the hands Is not the kind that fades And hands they soon lie folded on our chests And there's no way to tell who was the best Death is death but life is love And it's you I'm thinking of Sister lilac with you my life is blessed Life will come and grow to man And soon be old and gray Life that flows between the hands Is not the kind that fades And hands they soon lie folded on our chests And there's no way to tell who was the best Death is death but life is love And it's you I'm thinking of Sister lilac with you my life is blessed