nostalgic breeze whispers memories revive

The nostalgic wind whispers, like the memories of that day reviving under the moonlight, where the swaying shadow and your smile lead into a dream. If I reach out, your voice, which still echoes, seems within reach. Tears like rain moisten the heart, When the petals of love scatter away, Though the promise of that day fades, ooo I won't forget your warmth, iiiii