You could be wise
Spending a lifetime
Under your tree
Watching apples fall from above

You could be lost aimless
In your hometown
Nothing in that moment matters more
Than the book in your hand

And I see impressions
And I see fingerprints
Footsteps
Tears in the rain
But nothing is more perfect
Than the smell of harmony

You've got your solitude
And I've got my peace
And nothing in that moment matters more

If only in just this one fragment
Together it grows
This tree
Maybe aimless
Maybe lost
Right where I need to bе
And I see impressions
And I see fingerprints
Footsteps
Tеars in the rain
But nothing is more perfect
Than the smell of harmony