Oh little leaf swaying gracefully in the wind
swaying back and forth, where do i begin?
Dear little bird, to where is your destination?
Out of this vast exotic locations
In his eyes I see a blank expression
Wise not made without wrong decisions
A gift from the
Here I lay on the patch of tall grass
Hidden from view as the clouds slowly pass
A silhouette by the moonlight was caught by my eye
I saw a cut through the trees as it passed