To Serenade a Rainbow P.M. Dawn

I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away
I think I want to fly away

Sitting on top of the setting sun
Trying to capture at age twenty-one
Sleeping beauty's only skin deep
But love likes to sail when I exhale my lungs
Fine wines, good times...
To try to be an angel's pantomime
That's the ticket but a different definition than the soul defines
Does "X" mark spot on a single heart
When it's borne the billion's of Cupid's darts?
To try to spread love to the multitude...
But then there's the few that tears things apart
Moonbeams condition my dreams
To its current shades of purple and green
I'm convinced that my aura has the same glow
And this produces my affection toward rainbows
Wondering why...
Why only my eyes embrace you?
As if I was blind, I persist to chase you
Through my window I'm watching you smile at me
And I live for the times when you profile for me
The breeze, the wind...
It fluctuates my adrenaline
See, it's an ode to the fact you've put your colors on
Now all I've got to do is tell you it's wrong
And counteract my tears with a grin
To balance your feelings in a mind that spins
Is to serenade a rainbow
While riding on the tail of the wind