Alper Tuzcu

Like the song of the bird flying in the distant lands
like the stories of the traveler who has no place to stand
like the i thought that i could take the sand from the sea
like the i thought that i could buy the time that i want to give
like the roses in a garden without you everyday
like a butterfly they only lasted for a day

When youre gone
i look up to the sky
and hope the sun will bring us light
into our hearts again before you come back

When youre gone
im trying to sail these seas
the sun is burning over me
like i just got what i wanted

If you ever come back one day
if the flowers bloom again
if the rising tide will meet the sky
and the lights will guide me away

Like the hills became the mountains where birds sing away
like an ancient song who was locked down for million days
like the wheel is turning and the windmill starts again
like the seasons pass and life appears in different ways
like the words on my tongue and the dry ink that i write
like the sounds of waves after the night of storm has stopped