Oh beautiful day
How we chase silent dreams and underestimated love
like blood pumps straight to the heart of subtle smiles awaiting that moment you open
your eyes each morning to think how damn lucky you are
to have so much happiness sitting at your doorstep only waiting for you to pocket it on
your way out,
Let me make you a Sunday roast and watch your faces as we gather around our little table
beating to the sounds of our giddy laughs,
Let me take your hand tenderly
and show you all the places that make me glad to be alive,
Let me show you that I’ll make the best of you while I’m still walking
even though half the time I lay curled beneath my sheets too crippled to face you.
Today they played my favourite song on the radio.
I saw a beautiful girl smile
The weather was nice and I met a friend for a glass of wine.
Looks like I’m doing not so bad after all.