Kite in the Wind

In the time where our story begins A kite danced freely in the wind. The Leaves fell down from all trees A warm feeling through the cold breeze Hearts warmed in a gentle dance, Painted skies, a sweet romance. Stars fell from the high sky, Wind let the blackbird fly. Back in the days when we played, The kite flew high, time slipped away. Cozy blankets disappeared from sight, All lights dimmed, embraced the night. Hearts warmed in a gentle dance, Painted skies, a sweet romance. Stars fell high from the sky, Wind let the blackbird fly. Though the seasons change, and the cities sleeps, The kite wont fly but our story, forever keeps. Hearts warmed in a gentle dance, Painted skies, a sweet romance. Stars fell from the sky, Wind let the blackbird fly.