Can't Live Without
Tall buildings surround me
Horizon of fog
I can’t live without thee
The fresh air they hog
A longing to be free
A cry and a shout
Show me a living tree
Before I give out
Oh where can I go to
To find this fresh breeze
Will someone guide me through
And to help me please
Can I go to the mountains
Will I find it there?
Go under the fountains
Will I find the air?
For my lungs dearly need
The fresh air to keep
My wheezing do I heed
To drink it in deep
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