Hold me on a summer breeze
by Kat
Hold me on the summer breeze,
play me the mellow melody line,
and be sorry for that broken tree.
Listen to the stars, ignore the rocks,
and believe in no other words than mine;
hold me on the summer breeze.
Unlace yourself from those locks,
try to reach only for the divine,
and be sorry for that broken tree.
Be free and bold, like the wild fox,
and be afraid of no warning sign;
Hold me on the summer breeze.
Stuff your heart in no small box,
turn your mind to no malign,
and be sorry for that broken tree.
Believe in nothing your life blocks,
and, please, do anything but decline.
Hold me on the summer breeze,
and be sorry for that broken tree.
