Just a smile on a face On a cloudy day Just a wind passing by With something nice to say Just a stroke on a cheek Drying someone’s eyes Could give an idea A touch of paradise
Just a pat on the back On downhearted shoulders The warmth in a look When it’s getting colder Just the presence of life For the sparkle that dies Could give an idea A touch of paradise
This isn’t true This isn’t true It couldn’t possibly be that easy But what if it is
Just an amiable word To a losing heart And a soothing embrace When it falls apart Just a chance for a dream To be realized Could give an idea A touch of paradise
Tower of lament
I make my eyes water And my sight blurs There’s no one to blame And that’s what makes it worse
You offer a solution And I will complain My mourning has turned Into worship of my pain
I pile on the agony Stack every inch of sadness I build my tower of lament
I rub the salt properly Deep into the wound And I will love heart Very, very soon
The hurt cuts deeper And I start to fall You ask me how to come But there’s no reason at all