Red Ribbons float everywhere
attached to words that we don't care.
So much noise in this world of mine,
too much that my heart can't bear.
Red ribbons is all I see,
they float around the air,
that I can't breathe,
so consumed in what I can't see.
Red ribbons they trace my mistakes.
No longer a little voice,
I intend to unveil my choice.
Someday I'll show you where I stand,
someday you'll seek to have a chance.
Red ribbons they,
engulf my mind,
they're every where inside.
Each one a memory,
oh please don't forget me.
I've tied them to the tree of my life
and I've just started.
And I've let my heart out,
for once, I'm not parted
by the sorrow I once had.
I'm starting to be glad.
Red ribbons I try to catch them
and store them in my heart.
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