one small voice a whisper in the crowd one teardrop in a bucket full of doubt had a ripple effect the echo rang loud like church bells or 4th of July firecrackers and like smoke rising I heard it clear as the silver moon in pitch black at midnight I saw the twinkle in your eye as your gaze met mine and realized this is fate we gotta skate before the ice breaks and we fall straight into a pool of second thoughts this first impression is everything This moment is ours Let us take it Embrace it with open arms Take a deep breath And follow this dream for love is ours for as long as we dare to believe
Havent been able to sleep lately so I wrote a little bit, one way I put my mind at ease is writing happy thoughts about dreams, about love, so here's one