I try and try, to no success Except the only regret That I didn't save Enough colours To paint your beauty On a Canvas.
You remind me of something Something unforgettable A summers day Spent in dazed Over the winter sights that sat in Summer and skipped right over any other seasons. You are the reason, I can see birds moving From branch to branch With flapping wings, Where every part of nature Is As Beautiful as you.
It is like seeing the trees After getting a new pair of glasses The clarity between the different hues Is all so wonderful. I can finally hear my own smile I can finally see my own laughter... and I can finally taste the taste of a million colours of paint That remains flourished By the simple fact That no matter what it is, As long as I'm attempting to paint you It will always be beautiful.