You call it magic
I say it's fate...

Talking Stars
Acoustic Guitars...

Beyond the Sky
That's where I'll wait...

I love you
This I know is always true...

I feel like I've been crying,
Though I haven't shed a tear...

The birds are all chirping
And the grass is freshly cut...

Whispers in the late night dark
Listening shortly to the dogs bark...

Heading out tonight
Hanging with my friends...

You see that purple crayon
Right over there...