"my Rainbow Ride"
Where we stand, my love is always close to hand..
The roads we crossed, never second quess our loss..
We grabbed some sunshine and got caught in a storm..
The umbrella couldn't keep us dry, but never boring...
A lust for life that separates us from the bee's...
Thats why this queen is always flying in my tree...
A taste of dreams, but the picture is never as it seems..
The colors of a rainbow when the storm passes by..
Bright and yellow are the streams we will ride..
A pot of gold , maybe no at the end...
But still our journey of colors will always blend..
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