http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=knaGIOJNxTc
(Moments In Love - Art Of Noise)
I stand up straighter as I walk.
(Moments In Love - Art Of Noise)
I stand up straighter as I walk.
I walk with precise strides and maybe a bit slower.
Slower as I take the time to look around.
Around I see a whole new world.
The world is even more so intricately detailed.
The detail of a butterfly's flutter or the blades of trees.
The trees rustle softly in the cool wind.
The wind brings the faint, but known, smell of the sea.
The sea bulges over in waves.
The waves perform mightily as they break in shimmering white.
The white in the sky grounds the vibrant blues.
The blues in my eye twinkle among the mass of colors.
The colors of the sun reflects off my smiling face.
I face the fact that I feel something recognized.
I recognize myself more than ever,
a piece that was always present yet deep.
Deep within I find myself grasping unto it,
along with these very moments.
These moments in love.
Slower as I take the time to look around.
Around I see a whole new world.
The world is even more so intricately detailed.
The detail of a butterfly's flutter or the blades of trees.
The trees rustle softly in the cool wind.
The wind brings the faint, but known, smell of the sea.
The sea bulges over in waves.
The waves perform mightily as they break in shimmering white.
The white in the sky grounds the vibrant blues.
The blues in my eye twinkle among the mass of colors.
The colors of the sun reflects off my smiling face.
I face the fact that I feel something recognized.
I recognize myself more than ever,
a piece that was always present yet deep.
Deep within I find myself grasping unto it,
along with these very moments.
These moments in love.
