Feeling the words like a hush and a sigh, my vision expands; we can see eye to eye.
With laughter like songbirds and tears you'll deny, the earth is my playground; I swear we can fly.
We're falling in circles; my slate is wiped clean- a maniacal romance like you've never seen.
The sun pierced my insight-a cynic is dead. Now look what's left: you've got me here instead.
