Behind The Beautiful Forevers

Behind the beautiful forevers in your eyes
Is a softness, a moment, a dream
I’ve just come out of wondering
Started to wonder you see

Behind the painting of a little house by the river
Is a mountain, blue skies and a tree
I’ve just fell in love
with four little doves watching me

I wrestle with the tough that I’d much rather not
Echo through the mountains of your mind
There’s no fingers that I’m pointing
When your heart is the painting that I dream

Before the wishing well drains of it’s fire
You run out and put out the flame
You asked me to join, when you threw back that coin
To be free

Believe me beautiful, I’d rather not die
In a painting with a pallet so dark
But be as it must
My eyes will adjust to the spark

Behind the beautiful forevers in your eyes
Is a softness, a moment, a dream
I’ve just come out of wondering
Started to wonder you see

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