The Airs Breeze

You’re the most wonderful thing

I even love you in the spring

Without you air, I’d die.

 

You’re pretty great in the summer

Without you it would be a bummer

Without you air, I’d die.

 

I will still love you even if you bring destruction

I’ll just have to call people for construction

Without you air, I’d die.

 

Feeling you is the greatest pleasure when its boiling hot

You’re the only thing I got

Without you air, I’d die.

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