You are the starlight
On my bank of snow,
The sunlight on my fields;
You make things grow.
You lead the way to
Another summertime;
A lovely day hike
Another hill to climb.
I am the skateboard
You are the wheels.
You are the orange
And I am the peel.
You are the fairy tale
That keeps coming true.
I am one of the children
That was raised in a shoe.
You were the diamond
And I was the rough.
You were the golden link
I was the frayed cuff.
You are the road signs
I am the lonely road.
You were the Frog Prince
I was the lowly toad.
You made today have
A possible tomorrow
And helped me stop
Wallowing in my sorrow.
Now I hear beautiful music
Instead of commercial jingles.
Is this what it feels like
To no longer be single?
I am the skateboard
You are the wheels.
You are the orange
And I am the peel.
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 6:03 PM UTC
You are the starlight
On my bank of snow,
The sunlight on my fields;
You make things grow.
You lead the way to
Another summertime;
A lovely day hike
Another hill to climb.
I am the skateboard
You are the wheels.
You are the orange
And I am the peel.
You are the fairy tale
That keeps coming true.
I am one of the children
That was raised in a shoe.
You were the diamond
And I was the rough.
You were the golden link
I was the frayed cuff.
You are the road signs
I am the lonely road.
You were the Frog Prince
I was the lowly toad.
You made today have
A possible tomorrow
And helped me stop
Wallowing in my sorrow.
Now I hear beautiful music
Instead of commercial jingles.
Is this what it feels like
To no longer be single?
I am the skateboard
You are the wheels.
You are the orange
And I am the peel.
