"But Only If You Let It" One, two, three, here it goes In the middle of a feeling no one knows. Singing of a child, one of a kind while I watch him and they're dancing in my mind. Natural beauty and ecstatic times I won't keep still for your pretty rhymes. And for this, I'll never miss another show to feel the feeling no one knows. Exuberant is this song, and I'll try to sing along, While I'm feeling clouds and air and sun and green grass, light and the wind when I run. I see the child on a wind-led swing at the highest branch of the tallest tree. Humming all these pretty rhymes, within natural beauty and ecstatic times.
But Only If You Let It
September 1, 2007