The Breeze

Well the ice is so thin And the applause just a din And I asked myself a question How easy it is to go back there again Well it’s already dark and I’m counting the stars And I’m counting the stars Out in the desert I go To stare at the sunset I know You know If you go missing I will wait I asked myself a question You might not understand I gave you my word I’d do all that I could Keep the right time And not bury the good And It’s already dark And I’m counting the stars Like promises I stubbed my toe on a Saturday night Too drunk to see it was bleeding Out in the desert I go I’ll be the breeze I’ll be the breeze I’ll be the breeze I’ll be the breeze If you go missing I will wait If you forget I won’t be late I’ll be the breeze I’ll be the breeze