To one it is the soft caress of a gentle hand

To another it is the way the rain drips off a single leaf Building up the strength to fall

It is the warm candle light as the wind howls
The room thick with the scent of pine and secrets whispered in the dark 

Some say its the lines in the face as a smile forms

Or the way the sun hits their eyes like a thousand fireworks in the heat of July

Maybe it's the fierce bloom of a rose
For even a time so short
Can be sweet as the cut flower
Beautiful one moment
Then gone the next

But it doesn't always have to die
Sometime it thrives
Like wildflowers blooming and spreading through a bright mountain pass

The pure ecstasy of it gives you wings
To fly beyond tragedy beyond a soul wrenching grief

So fly you beautifully lover fly
There will be no cleopatra in this story no romeo destined to die
No knife through the heart in a sick twist of fate
No this is a happy story
With a happy ending

So fly lover fly