When I was small there were gods
And they granted my wishes in mysterious ways
On mornings when you wake up feeling at ease
Miracles happen even when you grow up
Open the curtain wide let faint sunbeams shine through
Let their gentleness engulf you I'm sure
All that appears before your eyes is a message
When I was small there were gods
And every day they sent me their love
Deep in my heart a precious box
Long forgotten the time to open it is now
In a garden where the rain has stopped the faint fragrance of gardenias
Let it's gentleness engulf you I'm sure
All that appears before your eyes is a message
Open the curtain wide let faint sunbeams shine through
Let their gentleness engulf you I'm sure
All that appears before your eyes is a message
Saturday, May 21, 2011
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