Lyrics
When the light hits the trees it makes a shadow on the house,
And I believe, maybe it wont rain today
Wish with me, that all those gray clouds will blow down south
I take comfort in the breeze,
As it cools the upper banks along the seas
Gather round where there are trees
And we'll wait for night to fall, and tell the stories of the year
Why should we leave, when we know that it's fine
I think I'll stay, cause I've made up my mind
In the night I like to crawl among the luminescent ones
And just because, I'm quite uncertain in the dark
If it's late, try to guide me through the gloominess
I take comfort in the breeze,
It refreshes us and puts us all at ease
If it does no more than to appease,
At lease it'll help the minds relax and loosen the fear
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