You're in the east
you're in the west
the sun envies you though he thinks hes the best
before start or end you give us a warning
some don't prefer pastels, but would you want to wake up to bright colors each morning
i treasure this as a gift to watch you paint the sky
you're a wonderful sight to anyones eye
it would be an honor to hold your brush
as you blend the colors together like mush
some like the stars, some like the sun
you give a little to everyone
the sky is your canvas
sometimes the sky is sparkely blue
you've painted me bold so i am me
so heres a thank you note to you
