Leaf In The Wind

Leaf In the Wind
I am the man the colour of Night
Leaf in the dream, I go at the
drift of my dream
I am the tree budding in spring
The dew that hums in the
baobabs hollow
Leaf in the wind, I go at the drift
of my dreams
I am the man they complain of
Because opposed to formality
The man they laugh at
Because opposed to barriers
Leaf in the wind,I go at the drift
of my dreams
I am the man they talk about
*OH HIM*
Him you cannot hold
He is like the breeze that
touches you and is gone
Leaf in the dream, I go at the
drift of my dreams
I am the man whose dreams
Are manifold as the stars
More murmurous than swarms
of bees
More smiling than childrens
smile
Leaf in the wind, I go at the drift
of my dreams
I am the man without a penny
I am a school dropout with no
Stake
But still I will go at the drift of
my dreams.