And I think,
This all is too good
I am not good enough
Maybe
I don’t deserve
the clear, blue skies
And the sun shining
on my face
I don’t deserve
Days full of happiness
The tender hands of love
Him always by my side
The cherry on top
And you think,
This all is too good
I am not good enough
Maybe
I don’t deserve
to fly
in clear, open skies
and to dance
with her
until the end of days
I don’t deserve the rose
The tender hands of love
Her head on my chest
To rest in her arms
The cherry on top
But maybe,
It all just feels good
Things are good, we are good
And good is good enough
©RoseGirl2018