Making a wish to the angel of water fountain,
Letting go of their pain while dancing in the cold rain,
Even the little angel laughed to their puerile dance,
And the rain washed away it's coldness,
With the warmth of this mighty rainbow on grass...
Falling into each other's soul of roses,
She carved her name in his heart with her grace,
That's when she woke up with the sudden ringing of the alarm clock
Realizing it was all a dream...
Red became her face,
Butterflies danced in small tummy of the stupid ace,
Lying on the bed wondering about her dream filled with lies of daisies,
She began her list of ways to enter in his list of proposes...
Thinking of the dance beside the water fountain,
Looking for the smile hiding behind the rainbow mountain,
Whispering to herself about a dream that might be true,
Wondering of a man who gets her out of the lines of blue...