Miracle

I don't think dancing in rain

Has ever seemed so good to me

Wonderstruck it was

Enchanting to believe

I don't think it ever crossed his mind

He tells a joke

I fake a smile

I know all his favourite songs 

I count the colour in his eyes

I find peace in his wildfire lies

His voice is my favourite tone

And I could tell you

His favourite colours blue.

Innocently overlooks the truth

His soul is true

He is a miracle

With his wild shackle