It's January morn It's January morn

Writing is a doorway to my soul, Which tells the story I never told. Writing is a doorway to my soul, Which tells the story I never told.

I love the sound of birds so early in the morn, I love the sound of birds so early in the morn,

No winters and summers would do their magic on you, For the spring had already taken its brightest h... No winters and summers would do their magic on you, For the spring had already t...

Let this be the celebration of life. Let the world be up with the mystic of the eternal. Let this be the celebration of life. Let the world be up with the mystic of the ...

I take a step outside my door, I can feel my spine chilling, my jaw tightly shut.. I take a step outside my door, I can feel my spine chilling, my jaw tightly shu...