Monday, 23 November 2009

SONG 1

On the puffs of a breeze,
A sweet scent is found,
With a hug and a squeeze,
My whole body is bound,
Smiles they are raised,
Warm showers of light,
With love I am dazed,
Soul full of delight,
I'm still tripping through flowers to find you,
Running over hills and peaks,
Thoughts to allow us our freedom,
The thrills and spills we seeks,
I'm still tripping through flowers to find you,
Around the corner you'll be,
Reaching the place where we're going,
There is the time to be free...

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