Bobo In White Wooden Houses

I get up and draw the curtain all around the windows wide open! all the plants around were forgotten

"Let's run into the fresh air" I said "and later go to a small cafe" there we talked

Passing stranger you don't know how longingly I looked upon you you must be he I was seeking or she

Outside it's cold I'm walking down the road Which changed a lot since I passed it Here where

There's a hole in heaven I come falling down I seek you in a green-white grand meadowland But if

Now you can't believe it's gonna be your way the years went by it seems you won't get

Where have you gone little sister How we laughed you and me I've been waiting for you I relize

Language is a fussy case Some time we quit Words got a fixed meaning For some people We are right

I don't know if there is anything that needs to be told I don't know if I'm going to say it my

To be wide awake To be frank with me Don't be discouraged You gonna be so free To be

As I went a walking way diwn by the green wood Down where the ivy and laural entwine I heard a bird singing

I don't believe I'll find the love Anywhere outside I should find and awakin' the power

you and me feeling good and obviously together we were so strong I felt so nice when I walked down to the

I walk around in everlasting longing I have it now and know it will be so one day when we are not together

Illusions of memories were blending with the fragnence of jasmin from the patio like a wind out of