This Breeze - Flora Cash

Oh this breeze… on my cheek.

Reminding me… not to let go of this home.

All this time… I’ve been down.

Watching them… taking the things that I want.

Aintchya gonna call me…

call me sometime or wait for me to…

Aintchya gonna call me…

call me sometime or wait for me to…

Haven’t heard you voice in a long time.

Things will come… head of the line.

Show them all… all of the things i have won.