Picture Me

Remember me from the time of Old Dare not scatter my heart into The wind Let me dance to the tune of the Stars Write my song by the melody Of the moon Remember me from the time of Twine When you stood knocking at my Door Cold and lonely you portray Alone crying amidst the starry Sky You could not see nor feel the Beauty Of the sky filled so full Gods hands reaches down from Heaven Filling your life full of riches So much love Bursting filling the skies of Darkness Pictures of flowing flowers Draping hanging as a Boutiques of flowers lining Twinkling in the distant sky Calling, calling out Just fill me full of all the riches That God left here from the time Of old