Suvadra - Neem Tree Promise - 2

Walking through the lights of a magical land. The castle was glowing, the music was loud, We were spinning around, dancing right through the crowd. You looked down and smiled, whispering sweet and low: "You’ll always be my princess, everywhere that you go." But look at me now, Dad, since you’ve been away, Your little Subhadra is rooted in place. Like a lonely old neem tree under grey skies, Watching the seasons and the years rolling by. The flowers bloom and fade