The world can't just be an accident,
our Earth is an Elysian field.
The sun is an amulet,
and the miracles were revealed.
Don't sit there hoping for a miracle,
the birds' chirping are almost lyrical.
The sunshine's warmth strokes your cheeks,
and you forget about your worries.
Your mother's sun-kissed cheeks,
and the rain and the flurries.
The adventures in the wild,
the cold river when it's riled.
The alluring creatures,
and all your best features.
So, let go of your hopelessness.
Hold on to your wish.
These sights and wonders will leave you breathless.
Hold on to your wish.
Don't just sit there,
hoping for a miracle.
Now that you're here,
now that's a miracle.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 5:44 AM UTC
The world can't just be an accident,
our Earth is an Elysian field.
The sun is an amulet,
and the miracles were revealed.
Don't sit there hoping for a miracle,
the birds' chirping are almost lyrical.
The sunshine's warmth strokes your cheeks,
and you forget about your worries.
Your mother's sun-kissed cheeks,
and the rain and the flurries.
The adventures in the wild,
the cold river when it's riled.
The alluring creatures,
and all your best features.
So, let go of your hopelessness.
Hold on to your wish.
These sights and wonders will leave you breathless.
Hold on to your wish.
Don't just sit there,
hoping for a miracle.
Now that you're here,
now that's a miracle.
