#2029-Dreamy
Start of a day,
Not often felt.
When horizons,
Seem lightly grey,
Yet my smile remains.
So I’ll lean back,
Watch the sun slowly rise,
And let the day unfold,
In my dreamy,
Perfect world.
Start of a day,
Not often felt.
When horizons,
Seem lightly grey,
Yet my smile remains.
So I’ll lean back,
Watch the sun slowly rise,
And let the day unfold,
In my dreamy,
Perfect world.