Breeze

You'll breeze in, fresh air that you are
And they will inhale you deep into their lungs
And they will exhale you as far as you will go
And you will touch their souls

Imagine yourself floating away
Imagine the tiniest little Pixie people
Rub the ocean into your face
Imagine your feet never touched the Earth
Imagine you are flying above the whole human race
Gliding above it all

You'll breeze in, fresh air that you are
And they will inhale you deep into their lungs
And they will exhale you as far as you will go
But you will touch their souls

Imagine you were dreaming in a bed
Of fresh green leaves
And you awoke to a shining sun
The good people of the world were free

And you'll breeze in, fresh air that you are
And they will inhale you deep into their lungs
And they will exhale you as far as you will go
And you will touch their souls

But now you're leaving home
You got ya business to do
Hollow as an old log and I'm thinking of you
So many times and years
Well they seem so much less
We were truly blessed

You'll breeze in, fresh air that you are
And they will inhale you deep into their lungs
And they will exhale you as far as you will go
'Til you will touch their souls
'Til you will touch their souls
'Til you will touch their souls