Breeze

I'm a tree with my leaves in the breeze
Free in the air with my roots underneath me
Every time that I walk out the door
I'm alone in a world that I don't seem fit for
And it may be that lately I can't be sure
And it may be that lately I'm insecure

I can't ever forget about

The time that we ran on the beach
And the time that we felt out of reach
And the time that we watch TV
You and me every night for a hundred weeks

And it may be that lately I can't be sure
And it may be cause lately I'm insecure

I can't ever forget about

And it may be I'm just like you said I'd be
And it may be you're just like I thought you'd be

I can't ever forget about