The thought of tears from those eyes
never seeing anything but deeps sighs
I wonder if you were there
or just in a place somewhere
Wishing to see that kindly smile
you know, the one that runs the mile
If someone where to say
That you should come out and play
I would totally agree
because i want you here with me
out and about seeing things
and hearing a birdy's happy little ring
watch the clouds go by
infront of the most beautiful sky
taking breaths away
from every which way
lets play on the playground
and listen to all the little sounds
that the wind will make
brushing against the trees, while they shake
lets do something random
