I stood on the top of my world
I saw as far as the human eye could
I smelled the flowers and the trees
I heard the birds and the leafs
I felt the wind on my skin
The wind was playing with my hair
The noises took me away
The scent made me dream of flowery fields
The sight took my breath away
I heard the waves crashing
I tasted the salt on my lips, my doubts falling apart
The sun was blinding, but I was still
I was watching with my heart
Thinking about everything and nothing
My world was small, but beautiful
A stunning view, which cleared my mind
Which opened up my soul
I stood there on Cherry Tree Hill
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 12:59 AM UTC
I stood on the top of my world
I saw as far as the human eye could
I smelled the flowers and the trees
I heard the birds and the leafs
I felt the wind on my skin
The wind was playing with my hair
The noises took me away
The scent made me dream of flowery fields
The sight took my breath away
I heard the waves crashing
I tasted the salt on my lips, my doubts falling apart
The sun was blinding, but I was still
I was watching with my heart
Thinking about everything and nothing
My world was small, but beautiful
A stunning view, which cleared my mind
Which opened up my soul
I stood there on Cherry Tree Hill
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