I want to take you to the stream and go where it wanders. Waters whisper out my name. Skip your sorrows like a stone over my shoulder. Lay your head upon my side.
But you claim the breeze. You sweep along my side, lift my water high and wide. Yeah, you claim the breeze. You move faster than I flow, where you're heading, I don't know.
So I switch and claim the flower, wherever it grows. I give you daisies every day. I want those flowers to bear my name whenever they're given, peek through petals in the rain.
But you claim the breeze, scatter petals all around, lift my roots up from the ground. Yeah, you claim the breeze. cs you go blowing by, daisies fill the sky.
Now the breeze is blowing backwards, and I don't know why.
The melody I claim as well, whenever it's playing. I play you every line I love. I sing the songs I write for you, whenever I write them, so they will echo through and through.
But you claim the breeze. Throw my song through the sky and whistle passing by. Yeah, you claim the breeze. cnd a windblown melody is all that's left of me.