I remember the smell of wet soil in the morning

The early tones of the light

I can still feel the cold, wet grass when walking

The trees and flowers were a beautiful sight

But they were all soon gone

I moved somewhere new

I no longer had my quiet dawn

I doubt I’ll ever again see you

I thought this would be a better life

I left everything I used to know

I regret coming here, it's like a hot knife

I wish I had never let go