Look At This - Fismoll

Look at this tree it’s sad without leaves

Look at this girl, her curly beautiful hair

Look at this man, he loves her only with hands

Look at this tree again, it’s crying over him

There are thousands of us

We are feeble like glass

Still lost in rhymes

She’s a million of butterflies

She’s the light to my eyes, my blind eyes

Look at this tree it’s crying with him

Look at this girl, cause she had a dream

Look at this man, he loves her, only in her head

And Look at me I’m like this tree

There are thousands of us

We are feeble like glass

Still lost in rhymes

She’s a milion of butterflies

She’s the light to my eyes, my blind eyes