If His Flute Were Meant for Me - Napatsorn Treesap
If I were his cherished dream Like I painted this angel in my head,Would his flute make a sound just for meIf I were his friend guiding him the path to heaven Like I painted this moment in reality, Would he ever give me again for the eternity I dreamed of If I were a sacred sin his soul was trying to reachLike I managed to reach for the old me,Would he ever find me in the way others cannot think…











