There he is,
Looking outta window, embracing the healing breeze.
This time, I think life is going to win,
'cause he is letting the breeze poke through his skin.
Making him feel blessed for a while,
It gave him life and a reason to smile.
The window seat did it's magic again,
Showed him, life isn't all about pain.
I hope that smile stays on his face,
And he gets all the good things, he's been trying to chase.