I have seen the sky black as coal
Smelled sweet jasmine flowers
Never has the sky seemed blacker
Or Jasmine flowers smelled heavenly
Like the first day of a new year with you in mind
Silent vows made to never trust bricks
Laid to hide the heart or tears sworn to be the last have
been scattered
Melodies begin to sound warmer
Love songs now make sense
Every heat of the afternoon sun feels like magic