With her little hands, she scans each page
and as she looks.
She finds that she is mesmerized by the
magic from these books.
You are love ~
Nothing can compare, to the gift of your
beauty and brilliance. That you have
For you, my love ~
I would scale the highest mountain onward and
upward, I would climb. To pick for you the
prettiest flower. The most wondrous of it's kind.
The stars above are shining clear
So far away yet
they seem so very near
These starry sky's possess the
Being all alone, with no one there to call
your own. No one around to comfort you
if you were down and feeling blue.
I stopped by some fields of pretty wild flowers, today.
To ponder for just a moment. I hadn't planned to stay.
These pretty flowers I find they remind me, so much
The slightest thing it seems will bring, me
back to happier days. To the time when you
were once mine, until we parted ways.
I was cruising the candy aisles at my local
Wall-Mart. I was looking for a sweet thing,
whilst pushing my cart. Then out of nowhere
she caught my eye. Now there's my kind of
Somewhere over the rainbow
beyond the naked eye. There's
a place one day my soul shall go.
On silver wings there I shall fly...