I’m the breeze, light and fair, whispering through the Parisian air…
I’m the gust around your feet
Step by step along the street
I’m the warmth against your cheek
When your heart is feeling weak
I’m the raindrops on your hand
Moving softly as I land
I’m the crunch of fallen leaves
Beneath your step I still breathe
I’m the beam of sunshine bright
Passing through the evening light
I surround you night and day
I’m the notes you ache to play
I’m the cold night, crisp and black
Rising shivers up your back
I will never leave you here
I’m always going to be near
I’m the waves across the sea
I’m right here, do you see me?
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