Breeze

I'm a tree with my leaves in the breeze

Free in the air with my roots underneath me

Every time that I walk out the door

I'm alone in a world that I don't seem fit for

And it maybe that lately I can't be sure

And it maybe that lately I'm insecure

I can't forget about

The time that we ran on the beach

and the time that we felt out of reach

And the time we watch TV

You and me every night for a hundred weeks

And it maybe that lately I can't be sure

And it maybe that lately I'm insecure

I can't ever forget about

And it maybe I'm just like you said I'd be

And it maybe you're just like I thought you'd be

I can't ever forget about