One day, it may be
That I find myself beneath a tree,
And as raindrops tumble,
And my tummy rumbles.
There you might find me.
One day, it may go
That i find myself knee deep in snow,
My scarf wrapped twice,
Taking notes about ice,
There you might find me.
One day, it may seem
That i find myself cradling my tea,
Hands clasped tight,
Dreams taking flight,
There you might find me.
One day, it may be true,
That suddenly, amongst your wonderful blue
In me something stirs,
But I shan't speak a word,
That day, I may just find you.
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