Let it be
Why you couldn’t let him be,
let him to be free and then see
the beautiful sun shining through his face
and once listen what he says.
He doesn’t want to see you crying
and then always denying
his needs and love for music
and never thank him for what he did.
In the morning when the sun rises
showing him new paradises
he still lays in his bed in sadness
trying to realize the madness
and the picture he sees at first glance;
a huge bunch of screaming fans.
And at night when the rain beats down upon his eyes,
he’s sure that for him it cries.
Why you couldn’t let her be,
let her to be free and then see
the beautiful sun shining through her face
and once listen what she says.
She doesn’t want to see you crying
and then always denying
her needs and love for music
and never thank her for what she did.
In the morning when the sun rises
showing her new paradises
she still lays in his bed in sadness
trying to realize the madness
and the picture she sees at first glance;
a huge bunch of screaming fans.
And at night when the rain beats down upon her eyes,
she’s sure that for her it cries.
Why you couldn’t let them be,
let them to be free and then see
the beautiful sun shining through their faces
and once listen what they say.
They don’t want to see you crying
and then always denying
their needs and love for music
and never thank them for what they did.
In the morning when the sun rises
showing them new paradises
they still lay in their beds in sadness
trying to realize the madness
and the picture they see at first glance;
a huge bunch of screaming fans.
And at night when the rain beats down upon their eyes,
they sure that for them it cries.
©Noora
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