Serenity

I say it to myself
A hundred times each day
Thinking of all the ways
I love you

And it’s just because of you
I can touch the sky
Oh, I can fly away with you
Away with you

Dreams, they’re not all they seem to be
I’ve got you, you’ve got me
Dreams, they’re much more you see
When two become as three

A breeze through the autumn leaves
The salt spray of an ocean breeze
It’s serenity
It’s serenity

Written in 1979

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