Heart of wreath

I’m looking at the naked wall
Waiting for the kiss of fall
There’s is always another path to walk
And I chose that one is yours

The wall is tall
I’m passing through
To the feeling of belonging
I belong to you

Naked in the field
Not so pretty
In my mind, it’s my kingdom
I’m the king of magic land

Counting wings in the heat of sun
By the naked wall
I choose to walk your path
Giving you my heart of wreath