Breathe the fresh air breeze.
Don't let the cold morning make you freeze.
Smiling will always be your way,
To make your great and peaceful day.

Often I would love life to just freeze,
only for a moment can it all please stop.

Allow me to breathe in this warm breeze,
Let me soak in the light and let it fill me.

But the sun won't stay in the sky forever,
no it will ever so slowly begin to drop.

And all the clarity will surely sever,
the hope I managed shall quickly flee.

So I'll feel this peace in all of its glory
before everything gets rather gory.

If you were the breeze,
           I'd be the tree

swaying to your words..

And my tears would be
          leaves falling when
  

I couldn't feel you upon me.