In the Gentle Breeze
feel you in the gentle breeze,
That flows about each day.
I feel you in the moonlight,
Remember the night you walked away.
I knew it would be the last time,
I would watch you leave,
I lingered at the window,
That's when I began to grieve.
I can hear your voice,
So deep and so profound,
It calls to me in silence,
But I still perceive the sound.
I sense you in the darkness,
Before I fall asleep,
And when I dream I see you,
I wake myself and weep.
That flows about each day.
I feel you in the moonlight,
Remember the night you walked away.
I knew it would be the last time,
I would watch you leave,
I lingered at the window,
That's when I began to grieve.
I can hear your voice,
So deep and so profound,
It calls to me in silence,
But I still perceive the sound.
I sense you in the darkness,
Before I fall asleep,
And when I dream I see you,
I wake myself and weep.
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