Beholder

The beauty is on the eye of the beholder;

I've heard him saying

He told me this with all his innocence and honesty,

I had to believe...

The beauty is on the eye of the beholder...

So, I Wish your eyes are melted with the sweetest things

The vulnerable streams

The song of your soul when she is dancing in the dark

The beuty, the beuty, says my friend,

Is in your eyes, is in your heart.

Invisible for all those things, not called love

And I hope, you see the colours around you

And the new songs the birds are singing every morning

Hope you say hello to the moon

When she shines above reflected on the ocean

making you feel so small

The beauty is in you

And the greater love capable of saving your soul

and making you feel blessed

Let yourself go around in circles for a second

Revisit the old house and your guests

And let the sweetest memories be the proof

Of a special kind of love, a love that can last

Then you hold my hand in the dark

And whisper in my ear

The beauty is on the eye of the beholder

I smile and believe in you.

The beuty is you

Ana Frantz