| The sky is lined of blue dancing tears across the trees. | |
| The fog devours the hills, Maybe it'll come and take me too | |
| The breeze kisses my face and makes me smile I only hope for this feeling to last a while | |
| But soon enough we all know, | |
| this happy feeling will soon go | |
| wild flower wistfully wind blown blue our lust-loving petals blossom me and you |

