you are my gentle breeze,
i feel as it lightly kisses my cheek,
that lovely little breeze i feel,
to lift me off my feet,
the beautiful breeze that carries the smell,
of the flowers you oh, so loved,
the small little wind,
that brushes away the sorrow,
and takes it up above,
the delicate breeze,
that stops the tears,
and brings them to a seize,
the whispering breeze,
that lifts me up,
when i'm feeling beat,
the small breeze that tells me,
it will always be around.


and then one day when i am older,
and the sorrow seems to fade,
i'll keep my breeze locked up,
in a small little safe,
deep in my heart,
locked up with gentle little smiles,
the soft words "i love you" ,
rings on for miles.