I see clouds dance like they know tomorrows another day...
The grass grows like they won't cut it down someday...
The wind sings no matter how quiet she sounds
There's always that stubborn leave that refuses to hit the ground
I see birds that have no place to be
I sometimes wonder why that can't be me
The clouds dance to the winds melody
The grass grows just like my imagination
The sun hits my skin, leaving a warm sensation
For once in my life, I don't believe in hesitation...
Waves crash against the shore, like they're running
In their distress we find their structure quite stunning
We try to capture them but their too cunning
I see a glimpse of a butterfly
It waltzes in the corner of my eye
I sat still for a moment and it landed by my side
