I soar up higher and higher I see the camomile fields Love’s ending Cause of you I can’t consider my message I’m blase from it We’ve tried and we failed But we saw the camomile fields Not more from me Thanks for the love I must leave you
That fragrance is setting me free and I let myself go I want you to adore me Hold me if you are feeling my message Is it can be I’m a victim on this war I had a queer feeling when I wanted more We are in the past That drama was the last Thanks for the love I must leave you Nothing more