just the brush of the air

It's the time where spring is at hand
Where evergreen leaves land
It's the time where hearts fall and glares
Or maybe it's just a brush of the air

The morning air smells lighter
As the boys gives some flowers
It's now time of cupid
Valentines day that is

Young hearts beats at it's peak
Where inside the hole seeks
For once everything was nice
everything including it's price

So don't try to worry and be calm
If you sense something down your palm
It's just the flow of momentum care
A brush of valentines air........