The serenade of the wind

Listen to the quiet voices of the wind
The lost sounds of hope and young love
A world needing to be revived by hope
And the whispers of a mythical song

The clouds are torn as flowers grow
There in the past, present and future
Never going to leave you alone ever
Always there I swear on my heart

Do you hear the quiet song?
Don't you feel its presents to
As minds are absent theres always
The serenade of the wind

TM - LiquidSugar