Thursday, March 10, 2011

Far behind

Far behind the mountain, is the land of my dream.
Trees, bushes and fields, all that are green.
Where the chilly pure rain drops on my face would make me feel so clean.
Birds chirping and rabbits and horses to be seen

Far behind the mountain, is the place i want to be.
How the sun sets and how it rises i always wanted to see.
Dance to the wind, run in the greens.
To lay carelessly and roll down the fields.

Far behind the mountain, is the place i want to be.
A place where i can touch the highest rainbow and never ever again feel low.
Where everything is simple and i can be me.
Far behind the mountain, is the place no ones seen.
Far behind the mountain, is the place that has never been.