the
sky has cried a trillion tears that saturate the night
they
fell like diamonds from soft eyes and dance now with delight
as
picturesque as this may be i only give a glance
i’m
walking with you next to me and lost in this romance
it’s
just a walk that’s filled with talk like laughing lullabies
i
kiss you at every crosswalk, give changing lights a sigh
all
the love songs in the world are living in l.a.
within
my heart they are an art which filters out the gray
for
there is nothing in this world that makes much sense to me
but
i am winged when i can sing of how i’ve found the key
to
every door that will restore the reason and the why
defined
by conversations about laughing lullabies
and
you can bet the world will fret about things that will pass
but
broken mirrors still reflect in fragments of the glass
and
i’m content without relent when i am in your arms
the
watchman can call “all is well” and never be alarmed
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