I\'ll lay me down on a leaf
drift me down stream
my soul of gold
I\'m not quite ready yet
to stand myself back up
I\'ll lay me down on a leaf
as the wind takes it\'s gasps
blowing me gently through the ripples
whilst listening to the orchestra of Nightingales
I have no idea where I\'ll end up?
but I know that where ever it may be...
I\'ll be surrounded by nature\'s glorious painting.