To Every
To Every
To every time
There is a déjà vu
To every version of mine
There is a past, another who
To every person
There is a fault
To every vibrant rose blooming in the sun
There is thorn by default
To every day
There if a night
There is a way
To every one to find light
To every happy ending
There is a someone who’s bad
There is an absolute mending
To every situation gone sad
To every lock
There is a key, a settle
There is a dock
Growing Beside every nettle