Breeze کے بول

I've been waiting over an hour, for just five minutes of yout time And can I ask you just one question, oh am I hard to find Can you see properly, in both eyes Cause it seems to me, that, I must be transparent Let yourself flow, theres more to be felt So little that comes my way is real Feel the breeze, alive, alive Through the trees, floating, floating No need to know the direction, of the flow, gently, gently No push either way When I was not looking, someone did the dirty on me They sprinkled something, I don't know what, and now I am transparent...