Lyric The may song

I m waiting for your hands
to fold around my wrist
I m mellowing in warm grass
And the scent of you I ve missed

And blue is representing
The draft in my heart
I m wandering through thin skies
And the transparent air I ve missed

Pale is my face
You might want to colour
while I breathe

I m following large drops of rain
With my eyes on the sight of you I ve missed