My small chest pounds
While I look out the window...

Repeating
Revolving...

The final words were
We'll be there someday...

How long has this journey been?
Feels like I've been going forever...

Though the night comes and goes,
The sun will never die...

I run through a storm,
Stepping meekly...

The sky, the earth, the cloud and the flower
Embrace me tightly when the rain starts to shower...

When the cherries start to bloom,
We might just meet by chance...

Right now, I feel good about who I am
Don't care what you have to say...

Birds, moving with the wind,
Wings flapping, carefree...

Gently passing over-hill
Sparkling winds of spring...

I'm wishing for a dream,
That seems way too far off...