Falling Tangents

The sweet caring wind blows my way,
but somehow i always frighten it away.

i can't grab hold of this feeling in me,
there's something about it that surpasses the power in thee.

i wonder if on the other side of the mountain,
will i ever taste of the lovers fountain.

i hear thy song it glimmers with greed,
i can't believe this melody is sung by me.

if only the sun showed my intention,
if only the moon understood my attempted sanction,

then maybe midst the darken sky,
my tears would never leave my eye.