The music

[Veronica Lundgren]

The music in my head is like the brezze of a warm summer night.
Floating around like the wind between the trees.
Taking my thoughts up to the stars on the sky.
Shining so bright but yet so far. Giving some light down to me.
My thoughts are like the bird, soaring high and free.
Stoping for a minute then floating again.
My hope is like the rainbow.
A lot of colours on a clovdy rayni day.
Waiting for the sun to shine and upear from the clouds.