Feel the life
Its not greener other-side
Felt the feel of hawker street
Past the lane of surpass Lane.
Feel comes n goes
we search them through
mild lamp post
When candle night didn't tell the story
We sit across million glory
Food comes n gone
but last bite taste the bud flow
Butterfllies have many flower
it sit across the Felt One.
Its not greener other-side
Felt the feel of hawker street
Past the lane of surpass Lane.
Feel comes n goes
we search them through
mild lamp post
When candle night didn't tell the story
We sit across million glory
Food comes n gone
but last bite taste the bud flow
Butterfllies have many flower
it sit across the Felt One.
