In The Breeze
Poem by Jienian Zhang
Music by John Lu
I put my fingers in the air
Playing the imaginary piano
Feeling the rhythm of the song I'm humming along.
The diamonds on the lamp
Sparkle like your eyes in my dream
The old fans on the ceiling are spinning
Slowly, slowly
Just like baby's yawning
The young lady in the painting across from me
Is trapped in the diamond in the dream
In the breeze.