The desert is not our reasons like the Baron Shim Our hands in the hands of love The sound of the nights feet The alley rolling in the alley The sun must rise Sun must be light Must be blue still Still blue
The Line between us Must Atefeh Emotions Our White Hand Our Heart
Do not Desert. Our reasons are like Baron Shim Hands of our emotion In the hands of love The sound of the night The alley is wrapped in the alley The sun should Our sky Always remain blue Green Moments Stay in our memory If still the spacing of the log between us Must Atefeh Emotions Our White Hand Must Our sky always remain blue Green Moment Emotions of Sharma Our White Hand
