While the small birds are singing
I feel the silent wind slowly passing by
As the cool gentle breeze
Caresses my skin
I woke up from a sad sleep
The wind whispers softly
"Don't you want to breathe in the cool chilly air"
I refused, instead I shut my eyes
And went back to sleep
Trying to remember the dream that I forgotten
And just let the cool breeze blew me away
Coz in the back of my mind, I know
The morning will still remain
Even if I'm not around.