Music infused this idea to my soul,
That its nothing for words yet can't go untold,
This feeling, this burning that can't be controlled,
At its worst its worth can't be measured in gold,
If your selling a tune then count me as sold,
I'll open my ears as it's message unfolds,
Its heat for the heart when your feeling so cold,
When it's right its just like a sight to behold,
If you have eyes that realize then its time for a show,
The truth flows so smooth just get ready to know,
Packed all of your baggage and its time that it goes,
Its sun light so bright that it melts all the snow.