Do you see in the sky, that charming light,
In day by sun as shiny and bright,
By stars and moons in the sparkling nights,
Do you see the treasure That's hidden behind?
Sometimes with butterflies And sometimes with fireflies,
Can you hear the moon listening to all the lies?
Some day that curtain will surly rise,
Can you wait till the end to see the price?
They say, make a way, bold like river,
How can I say that cold makes me shiver?
They want me to rise like a huge mountain,
Why can't I choose to be a fearless fountain?
Why do you touch the wound I hide,
When I can offer the garden that flies,
Among all the madness and silliness I like,
Can't you just feel the little joy I invite.?