Breeze

i'm a tree with my leaves in the breezefree in the air with my roots underneath meevery time that i walk out the doori'm alone in a world that i don't seem fit forand it maybe that lately i can't be sureand it maybe that lately i'm insecurei can't forget aboutthe time that we ran on the beachand the time that we felt out of reachand the time we watch TVyou and me every night for a hundred weeksand it maybe that lately i can't be sureand it maybe that lately i'm insecurei can't ever forget aboutand it maybe i'm just like you said i'd beand it maybe you're just like i thought you'd bei can't ever forget about