Sitting’ in this green field,
And feeling the wind in my hair.
I watch the breeze sway the trees
And I watch the traffic go by.
I can hear every detail sailing
Through the clear late spring air.
The bird calls to its lover,
And the trains rumble silently by.
And I think to myself…
Wondering what kind of person
I know I could share this exact moment with.
And he felt, heard, and saw everything I did
Just with different vision.
The only thing that is the same
Is the love filling the air
Around us.