OLD PINOCCHIO

In the sun
She walks like a feather
In the wind
She stands like a lily
When she sleeps she brings quiet music
And I'm so afraid of touching her
But Let's get out of this garden
Let's go on a journey on the tiny trolley
Just another adventure
Unknown pleasure
& You're coming with me
And we bring
old Pinocchio back home
up the hill four seasons deep
When we hear the sound of divine music
Bells stop tolling and we're gone
Let's get out of this garden
Let's go on a journey on the tiny trolley
Just another adventure
Unknown pleasure
& You're coming with me
M.M. to Aiko
And Li
Love and Warm, to M Family
2012 shizuoka