A Thing To Forget(Interlude) - KSHMR

作词：N. Hollowell-Dhar

I have crossed that great field

And a lion lives there

And when the boy heard this

It made him upset

And he put down the field

As a thing to forget

But when he went back

To the birds he once watched

He had found his forgot

Had turned into a thought

And a thought to a dream

As the days carried on

He imagined that field

With a lion beyond