Spirit Of The Forest

The weeping sky caressed my cheek
As water churned between my feet
Spoke indiscrete, I heard it say
At last nocturne, the end of days

Watching closely from the trees
I see something lovely
Softly, touching, gentle breeze
You'll be dancing with the leaves

Of tainted hearts from love below
They know the art of letting go
Fade back to see you've come undone
Come back to me when you are one

Watching closely from the trees
I see something lovely
Softly, touching, gentle breeze
You'll be dancing with the leaves