When the winds rush past
And fallen leaves blow high
When the dust sweeps the street
And the birds silently sigh
When the folks run fast
Chasing things so high
When the world rolls around
Making the time pass by
I’ll take a break, oh yes I will!
And will sit on the grass next to that stream
By those stones covered with moss
Besides those flowers that dance with the wind
I’ll see tall mountains through those mists
I’ll feel that cool soothing breeze on my face
Then I’ll hug myself
And I’ll be thinking of you.