Solace in Sunshine

The smell of sunshine is in his hair
To me he is the summer, to himself he is the rain
That cannot be cleared on a cloudy day
There is always room to grow and a place for change

So walk away and be free (to)
Taste the raindrops, inhale pure air (and)
Travel on a journey that is so far and wide

Take his need for a soul vacation
To me he is the spring, to himself he is the snow
With ice that cannot be cleared on a dark day
There is always room to grow and a place for change

So walk away and be free (to)
Taste the raindrops, exhale pure air (and)
Travel on a journey that is so far and wide

Don't be the person that was too afraid to fly.

Kayleigh Victoria Dembickjy