I awaken in the morning
To another dreary day
And I try to picture something
That will take the gloom away

The first thing that I picture
Is a misty mountain view
And everything is glistening
With the early morning dew

All the birds are singing
To the new day that begins
And I listen very closely
To the whispering of the wind

As I sit there in the forest
Underneath the giant trees
I get the feeling something's missing
That there's more that I should see

So now I find I'm on a beach
With my feet buried in the sand
While the color of the setting sun
Makes everything look grand

I feel the mist upon me
As the waves crash on the shore
But still I get the feeling
That there must be something more

Now I find I'm in a meadow
Right beside a flowing stream
And in the mist there by the waterfall
A rainbow can be seen

But I cannot see the end of it
Nor find the pot of gold
And though the summer rain is warm and fresh
I find it's getting cold

Just when I had thought
That there was nothing I could find
When I'd accepted all the gloom
That would forever plague my mind

When I believed that there was nothing
That could change my point of view
The thought that changed my whole perspective
Was the one I had of you

I saw a vision of you smiling
When all I could do was frown
I heard you laugh when I'd forgotten
What it was to make that sound

I felt your warmth when I thought everything
Within this world was cold
I saw your beauty when I thought the world
Was dull and growing old

Your hair is like the sunset
That I saw upon the beach
When I believed that dreams were tangible
And still within my reach

Your eyes like glimmering emeralds
Sparkling with some inner light
I look within them and I'm lost
In thoughts of laughter and delight

I looked at you and I believed
You were an angel from above
But there's one thing that I'd forgotten...
Angels never fall in love

 

For: Heather
February 3, 1991