Namine is a dreamer,
And a writer of her dreams
Music and harmony
Inhabit her soul.
Nobody is what they call her,
Everything is what she is to me.
Nobody is what they call her,
And a writer of her dreams
Music and harmony
Inhabit her soul.
Nobody is what they call her,
Namine is a dreamer,
And a writer of her dreams
Nobody is what they call her,
Everything is what she is to me.
Namine is a dreamer,
And a writer of her dreams
Music and harmony
Inhabit her soul.
Nobody is what they call her,
Everything is what she is to me.
Nobody is what they call her
Everything is what she is to me
Music and harmony inhabit her soulI really like this line. It's beautiful.