Elena - Она Рисовала Мечту

He spend his mornings chasing shadows in a quiet soul
Learning how to bargain with the hurt he couldn't show
Walking through the crowded
Streets and shades of black and white
Waiting for a spark to clear the endless night
Then you stepped into his world
Without a sound
Tuesday's tilted
Universe right side around
With eyes like morning sun
And words like summer breeze
He brought his restless heart down to its peaceful knees
She used to paint her dreams upon a
Hidden and singing] wall
Afraid to build them high in case they had to fall
She held a compass, but she
Never knew the way
Just moving through the rules
Of every passing day
But when you looked at her
The colors came alive
A sudden reason to more than just survive
He gave us safety in the middle of the crowd
And told her how to speak
Her secret hold
This is my beautiful child
It's the happiness that catches in your soul
The perfect harmony
Of every is
The anchor and the only story where all hearts pre
Through every sunrise
And the falling of the doom
My favorite part of living is waking up
With you
They built a kingdom
Out of ordinary days
And tiny kitchens
Where the quiet found its place
They learned that happiness
Was never far away
It lived inside the fragile mess
Of who they who they were each day
The rainy seasons and the winter
Winter's growing cold
They found the one that money
Never bought or saw.
His hand in hers
Walking through the changing years.
A
Million memories made of and of tears
This is life beautiful
And singing
And wild
The simple wonder of a mother
And a child
It's the happiness
That catches in your throat
The perfect harmony
Of every love.
The anchor in the sand
The only story
Where honest hearts prevail
Through every sunrise and the falling of the doom
My favorite part of living is
Waking up with you
When the world gets loud
And tries to pull them apart
They find their sanctuary
Inside each other's heart
It isn't perfect
No, it's something real
The quiet promises
They keep and softly fear
From your sprite fire
To the silver in their hair
The greatest magic
Is that they are standing there
This is life
Beautiful and wild
The simple wonder of a mother
And the child
It's the happiness that catches
In your throat
The perfect harmony
Of every note
Oh, this and singing] is love
The anchor and the sail
The only story
Where honest hearts prevail