I will be the wayward breeze,
You be the clueless leaf
On a cold windy evening,
I will help you fall off the tree
I will take you along
To the places you want to go
From the mountains to the river
On the lonely streets far away from here..
I will set you free
When you find your home
I will stay calm but weep at the rift
And cherish your scent for a while
When the time is passed
Once again I will flow
To seek the leaf
That is ready to go..
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