Falling Colors

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 A gust a wind that would knock me over

The screaming breeze, How glad am I for you to share it with me

A lovely fall afternoon
I forever know

This I wanna be this way until I've grown old

I watch as colors paint the sky
And I now I might

I might have found my beautiful Melody

In the softly singing breeze

I forever will love

My falling colors

Not spoken of much,this beautiful sight
I will be thinking of it all night

Softly spoken as a delicate flower
But very beautiful and filled of power

I love to watch this magical sight
Even if It might not seem right

The beautiful parts of nature are something you can look forward to

Even if you really aren't in the mood

Oh how lively it seems to be
The beautiful weather whispers to me then sighs

The painted sky is a way for me to escape my reality

And to leave my world for just one day

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