this is how you make me feel

It's hard for me to find the air
This cold and snowy morning
I realized that it's easy to forget the feeling
Until you close your eyes and remember the memory
It's easy to block it out
It's difficult to get it back
Because it's like a bird
In flight always, never in one spot too long
You can never expect it to come back
But you are grateful if it does
This is how you appreciate it
We can't grasp things that are water
Always flowing, recirculating back into the air.