Sunflowers
The memory of you is sweet
Like a sunflower in the sun,
spreading it\'s paddles
around my heart.
Once again I have been touched
with the harps,
of beauty that belongs
In The Eye of the Beholder.
The sound of your soul
vibrates in my heart,
tells me the secrets
of your future.
Like a sunflower in the sun,
spreading it\'s paddles
around my heart.
Once again I have been touched
with the harps,
of beauty that belongs
In The Eye of the Beholder.
The sound of your soul
vibrates in my heart,
tells me the secrets
of your future.