A Ghost In The Air

by Selfrejected   Aug 21, 2007


A russle in the morning breeze
I dig deep into my lungs
A taste of dew
The smell of a fresh cut grass
It never goes down smooth

I hope you're here
Sitting with me
I hope you're here
Living with me

Another day wakes
Another night dies
I'm bound here
If only I could
Leave this reprise
For you my dear

I hope you're here
Sitting with me
I hope you're here
Living with me

If only I blew
This breeze
I'd live forever
If only I made this
My way we'd be here together

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  • 16 years ago

    by Nawa

    Niice one, simple and true.
    good job =)

  • 16 years ago

    by Estefania

    Like it a lot very nice