Love  Is  A  Place  �  Metric

  there's  spring  in  the  air

  they're  sweeping  the  streets

  wind  is  a  breeze

  the  sun  becomes  her  he  agrees

  what's  holding  up  her  face?

  nothing  but  blue  skies

  passage  ways  to  windows

  that  don't  close

  where  do  you  live?

  love  is  a  place

  where  are  you  from?

  She  says,  ask  yourself  ask  anyone

  what's  holding  up  her  face

  nothing  but  blue  skies

  passage  ways  the  mind's  eye

  contemplates