What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
I’d love to be the morning breeze,
Whispering tales through dancing trees.
To kiss the earth, then drift away,
A fleeting guest of dawn’s ballet.

What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
I’d love to be the morning breeze,
Whispering tales through dancing trees.
To kiss the earth, then drift away,
A fleeting guest of dawn’s ballet.
