The time I have spent wallowing in the mud of pain is over
it's time to get out, clean up, and move forward

Caution and conformity caused me little pieces of myself over time
now, with basket in hand I'm picking up these flowers of myself, regaining spirit

Today, I'm walking the orchards with my friend
taking in all that blossoms on the trees, all that blossoms in love

Maybe, just maybe if I risk and throw caution to the wind by night fall
he will be mine, and it will be my eyes he will drown in forever

Just maybe, letting go of the fear of moving forward
will leave me  naked and in love

May we all have our dreams come true inside these nights of a summers dream