There are some people whom we miss very much as they leave us or we drift apart as our lives go in separate directions. May there come a time when we are reunited with them.
In a place where the fresh wind blows To clear the mind and purge the brain, Before life's door begins to close, I know I'll look for you again In a place where the fresh wind blows. A lifetime's cobwebs in the soul Swept away as the fresh wind blows, The stress of life taking its toll, Who knows where serenity goes, A lifetime's cobwebs in the soul. It's not enough to walk away And never know the cool, fresh wind Which wakes the senses to that day, To never know the truth of things, It's not enough to walk away. The time is lost but still it lives With silken threads around the soul. The cooling wind refreshment gives, Senses quicken making life whole, The time is lost but still it lives. In a place where the fresh wind blows, Cleansing the mind in the gentle rain, Then when life's door begins to close I know I'll see you once again In a place where heaven's breath blows.
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