You are my beautiful kite
I’m holding the string tight, that’s never break
I won’t let it go, never
But you have the freedom to fly any where in the world
You have to come back to me somehow
Not because I’m pulling
Because string is made of our LOVE
And I’m holding it tight . . .
I’m holding the string tight, that’s never break
I won’t let it go, never
But you have the freedom to fly any where in the world
You have to come back to me somehow
Not because I’m pulling
Because string is made of our LOVE
And I’m holding it tight . . .
