A gentle breeze unties my hair And carries yesterday’s dreams away The scent of coffee sways by the window Your voice still echoes far from here Leaves whisper softly on the road In quiet afternoon, my heart begins to ease Do you remember? That tree-lined path Holding hands, we laughed that day My heart, colored by falling leaves Still searching for you, even now Birds rise into the evening sky And shadows stretch across the ground I pause my hand on a half-read page Your smile suddenly comes to mind Words I never said, the wind collects And carries them away—never to reach you I won’t forget that tree-lined path Holding hands, we laughed that day My heart, colored by falling leaves Still searching for you, even now Until the wind brings your letter to me I’ll be here, waiting with autumn in my arms
