My Man, He is an Artist
My man, he is a dreamer,
His visions fill the skies!
His eyes ring loud with truth,
His heart, it tells no lies.
My fears, they are dwindling...
My flashbacks, they are daydreams!
Our love, it grows like flowers,
But powers like a train on steam.
Come together, work together, we know each other now!
We understood our lessons and now we can unite!
Each other we have found and there is no more fight!
I love you, my dear, for you and I are right!
The nights alone were worth it,
Our cries were always heard!
The chances taken noticed...
Now together, but apart first!
My man, he is artist...
The men, they stare in blank!
Oh I, I am an artist...
The women's frowns say "walk the plank!"
The journey, it's been hard and fast...
And slow, left and oh so right!
Busy scenes and ourselves last...
Let's say goodbye to our pasts.
We'll pack them in our van,
And we'll sing our first goodbye!
Our last goodbye alone, it's time to say "we can!"
The journey, it's worth it, Dear!
The scars, the tears, the hurt.
It's not for us, my Beautiful...
The Magic is here, let's feel it first.
Come together, work together, we know each other now!
We understood our lessons and now we can unite!
Each other we have found and there is no more fight!
I love you, my dear, for you and I are right!
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