In this there are rainbows,
In this there are sunrises,
In this there are things that you,
that no body has seen…
Wasted are these dreams, these shut in words, these things I keep
These things I keep from you…my one
My one and only
My one and only all of you…
Heart strings pull me over
Wish I had the dazzle scissors to cut free…
Wish I had some dazzle to set me free…
You smiled and my soul,
The sky cried
Rainbows and butterflies tell no lies…
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