Feel the wind blow its breeze through my face
a wispy cloudy haze
a wispy cloudy haze
suns heat warmed my soul in
my soul my soul
the tinge is turning as this colour fades
from there to here and here to there
a wispy cloudy haze
on a wispy cloudy day
Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 5:18 PM UTC
Feel the wind blow its breeze through my face
a wispy cloudy haze
a wispy cloudy haze
suns heat warmed my soul in
my soul my soul
the tinge is turning as this colour fades
from there to here and here to there
a wispy cloudy haze
on a wispy cloudy day
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