• The wind was a gentle song,
    filled with a soft, soft lullaby,
    but it was also filled,
    with a yearning of a bitter sad goodbye.

    Slowly fading,
    with gentle little notes,
    but the echo is still there,
    and floats in the air.

    The sensation wraps around me,
    Its voice luring me to sleep.
    I tried to fight,
    But the feeling was so deep.

    Endless dreams,
    the lullaby gave me.
    Dreams of love, passion, dreams themselves,
    and dreams to finally be me.

    The wind was a gentle song,
    filled with a soft, soft lullaby,
    but it was also filled,
    with a yearning of a bitter sad goodbye.