Plucking roses and kissing wishes
Cloud-knitted dresses on the run
Compared to evil, love is vicious
Warming spirits past the sun

It's not the fear that keeps us bound
It's not the secrets others have kept
Underneath all the distractions, all that sound
We can find our hearts beautifully swept

Beneath the carpet of golden intent
And all the embroidered mistakes of the past
Courage is hidden, wings are what we need to invent
To fly away to the heavens, wouldn't it be a blast?

Waking up with our wishes and roses
Making dresses from the clouds to run
Invent a new spirituality like Moses
Why can't difficult be more fun?