This Mental Nourishment, My Drive
There grew a rose inside. But only thorns were seen.
Planted in fertile soil. Could transform into a dream.
Fire reflected in my eyes. A tiny twinkle 's born.
This mental nourishment.. my drive.
Seems nothing ever stood to reason.
Autor(es): Sanne Meems, Rik Annema, Jan Hibma, Dirk-S Kooistra
