Sorrowful wind beaming through the sky
Turning the clouds in a deep shade of white
Mother nature must be quite shy
As a warm nature site
Flowers blooms
As the shimmering sun shines
The sky glooms
How I wanted all to be mines
Like being mother nature daughter
Changing summer, winter, autumn, spring
To share my laughter
With a bing
Come into my arm
I don't harm
