Was that a breath of cold air br I felt as I drove about in my car, br Or was it just the end of summer heat br That soon would be in full retreat? br br Maybe, just maybe, it was you br That hovers nearby in the blue br To give me a quick brush of phantom breath br That could be life, or maybe death? br br Or is it just a sense that somethings wrong br That makes one write a poem or a song br To answer an unasked question, fair br Are you here or are you there? br br sbr br Sidi J.