One Fine Day
One Fine Day1 min 88 1 min 88
All of a sudden one day
We would stop.
Glancing back we would see the road stretching long,
Meandering till it faded away in the distance.
And hanging on the trees
When sightless we journeyed.
Emotions drooping on branches, which we forgot to feel.
Words lying trampled in the path, spoken or unheard.
Hearts beating in the vicinity, which we didn't hear.
All of a sudden one day, we'll ask...
Can we do this route again?