Tell me.
Are you feeling.
Something new.
The trees start to change.
Getting rearranged.
Living somewhere new.
I'm feeling you.
In a different time.
As I look out the window.
I'm feeling the wind.
It's a little chilly.
As I take it in where I stand.
Let me be the distant wind.
Blowing in.
Taking the very breath from your chest.
The distant sunset.
That sets.
Your every night.
But be out of your sight in the morning.
It's the only way.
We can ever stay.
So come tonight.
So we can be alright.
I'll be gone in the morning.