Fairy Wings On My Glasses

The golden sun of the morning
turned into a silver shine in the sky
forming fairy wings on my glasses
and fairy wings in my eyes

The dark blue of the dawn's
backdropp sky is lightened by silver
shining with a softer, kinder
lovelier hue

I love being alive as I run about
in this beautiful world, magnificent glory
no more fear in the morning
Song of Songs is coming alive