Artistry.

"Raindrops keep falling on my head."

This is a complicated dance.
Hold my hands, and
don't let go.
When the dawn
breaks the sky,
give me a chance.
We'll make it, I know.
We'll fly so high that the
world below
is just a painted
portrait in rhyme.

Look at the stars--
I'll be one of them,
someday,
if wings can be
found for me.
Its a tragedy with
a dose of hope;
I know you have the
courage to lift off.
If you close your eyes,
we'll fly so high
that the world below
is just a painted
portrait in rhyme.

This is a complicated dance,
the fateful leap.
There's no chance to
look back, so
don't look down.
Open your eyes,
see the beauty
unwind, and
we'll fly so high
that the world below
is just a painted
portrait in rhyme.

vanessa ((