
The gentle breeze whispers to me,
Come fly with me,
The breeze sways and takes me with it,
My feet above the ground I fly,
The sky has never looked more beautiful and clearer,
The clouds waving me goodbye,
Over the trees and the green valleys,
The water blue a reflection of the sky,
The wind brings me back home and goes away,
Giving me a final goodbye,
Oh, what a day it was,
My dream is over ,
I wish I could go back there,
Every now and then I can still feel the breeze passing by…