Do you see me? I am sitting along the path as you brush by my existence. Your wind moves me, your shade cools me, your light fills me with hope. I reach, never grasping; always longing for your touch.
Do you see me? I am sitting along the path as you brush by my existence. Your wind moves me, your shade cools me, your light fills me with hope. I reach, never grasping; always longing for your touch.
