Breath In Unision

the hill side no longer sledding scratchy with the carpet of half-dead blades you lying closely in my arms my chin rests so perfectly on you head my heart thuds steadily against your shoulder and words make my head swirl then sunlight flashes messages from apollo and your sing that one song it sounds like butterflys spewing from your vocal cords your lips are perfect match to my own and searching the whold world over there would never be another pair that fit as well as yours se lets share this hill forever breathe in unison and dream together