Follow Me Into The Mist

Running freely through the trees
Like the motion of the breeze
I was the silhouette of you standing there
Looking down without a care

And sit beside the quite seas
And listen as the planet breathes

No notion greater fuels the burn
As the planet slowly turns
Feel the sand between your toes
And feel the breeze upon your nose

And watch the tiny flowers grow
Beneath the light that heaven knows
Qual the fist that breaks the heart
And follows rain where tears depart

And follow me into the mist
It may be hard at first to resist
The tenderness of that first kiss

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