Its only me,
between the sky and the feet on my ground.
Its only me,
between my dreams and the tomorrows of my life.
Its only me,
singing aloud in the hustle of life;
its only me,
in the million smiles the mirror laughs.
Its only me,
in the rain, underneath the clouds so dark.
Its only me,
pulling out the sun from the faded old skies.
Its been me,
rhyming all along, taking the stroll while others run unknown,
In this garden of Eden,
its only me,
who sees the flowers bloom,
its only me,
who dance to the bees' tune.