The breeze and I are saying with a sigh|
That you no longer care.
The breeze and I are wispering good bye
To dreams we used to share.
Ours was a lovesong that seemed constant as the moon,
Ending in a strange mournful tune;
And all about me,
They know you have departed without me
And we wonder why,
The breeze and I.
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