Fragrance of spring
Softly floating
Through the air
Washing over me
Gently I rise
Into the open sky
I am not
Losing my ground this time
Losing my ground this time
Losing my ground this time
Freedom is sweet
As my own blessing
I found peace
Now that my system can breathe
Gently I rise
Into the open sky
I am not
Losing my ground this time
Losing my ground this time
Losing my ground this time