Rough draft of my first attempt at a song… well, except for a lullaby.
Hmm, music maestro?
She can’t contain her emotions
they spill onto the floor
bursting forth from bright blue eyes
down rosy cheeks’ front doorYou would think the soulful sight
would cause his heart to break
and send a message to his mind
of all that was at stakeHe looked through colored glasses
that hid her soul from view
He looked through colored glasses
to see all but what was trueHer heart was surely broken
even a child could see
that she was broken inside out
and could not let it beIt mattered not how many years
she’d held him in her heart
nor whether he had earned her love
right from the very startHe looked through colored glasses
that hid her soul from view
He looked through colored glasses
to see all but what was trueMeeAugraphie
02/28/08
very nice… now who do we know that could write the melody???
Thanks, paisley. I tried to con my brother into it, but he knows when to not answer my emails.
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