Going in Circles
January 7, 2009
A rainbow, a rainbow
It was a rainbow, that made me sing
Had to search for the morning sun
Among the clouds in the wet grey sky
And there it was, as perfect as real
The rainbow that made me smile
A rainbow that made me sing.
A rainbow, a rainbow
It wasn’t the rain but a rainbow that made me sing.
And I know you’ll fade within a blink
It’s not supposed to last
Yet, should I stop to sing?
Should I restart my journey back
To find another rainbow, after another grey morning…
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