I'm Sure I'm falling

The sun keeps winking behind the candy clouds
Maple leaves falling, tall grass keeps swaying
Sitting in an open space, my palm touching the young bahia

All the bees pollinating
They are hearing my whispers
Wind gently blows upon my face
Whispering onto my ears, confess, confess

What I'm dying to say
I think I'm falling
Maybe I'm falling but I'm sure I'm falling
But my mind keeps saying hold still
Until the right time comes
But my heart keeps bursting

Bees are through collecting honeys
Sending me a drop of sweetness
Some birds are singing, attracting other birds
It seems they are tempting me to reveal my feelings

What I'm dying to say
I think I'm falling
Maybe I'm falling but I'm sure I'm falling

As I leave the garden park
The moonlit lights my way back home
Thinking that tomorrow is another day
For all the days that I saved these words
Sweet and exquisite, excited on that special day
For you to hear that I've Fallen...