The wind was still
In my four walls I stayed
Wooden planks surrounding me
As I hummed my own song

The wind was still
And I heard someone humming along with me
I looked down from my treehouse
The boy next door smiled gently

The wind was still**
As our eyes met
He waved from behind the fence
And I waved from up top

The wind was still
Then it started to rain
A lightning struck
But at least
His smile will always remain in my head