Here's to all of you, the ones who feel
That things we cannot touch
Sometimes can be real
And when we close our eyes
We are awake at last
To paint a brighter world than what we have
Maybe you're like me, with eyes to see
Beyond the clouds of grey, possibility
Of rainbows in the sky
And graceful birds in flight
Where every heart is open to the light
Beautiful, I make it beautiful
Turning to my source of inspiration
Playing with thе colors of creation
When I'm restlеss in the night
I call my angel of the light
And soon I feel her love surrounding me
Bathes me in morning sun
She makes me smile at everyone I see
My universe is bright
I owe it all to her, my angel of the light
Flowers bloom in May, then fade away
And winter brings the white
Soon it's out of sight
But I can stop the time, and capture God's design
Looking through this lens I make it mine
That things we cannot touch
Sometimes can be real
And when we close our eyes
We are awake at last
To paint a brighter world than what we have
Maybe you're like me, with eyes to see
Beyond the clouds of grey, possibility
Of rainbows in the sky
And graceful birds in flight
Where every heart is open to the light
Beautiful, I make it beautiful
Turning to my source of inspiration
Playing with thе colors of creation
When I'm restlеss in the night
I call my angel of the light
And soon I feel her love surrounding me
Bathes me in morning sun
She makes me smile at everyone I see
My universe is bright
I owe it all to her, my angel of the light
Flowers bloom in May, then fade away
And winter brings the white
Soon it's out of sight
But I can stop the time, and capture God's design
Looking through this lens I make it mine
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