Counting bluebirds in the sunrise
Watching clouds float in the blue
Catching countless tiny moments
Holding on to me and you...
Finding faith amongst the faithless
Finding solace in a dream
Lost in wild imagination
paper boats upon a stream...
So, there we go like Angels in Arcadia
I know she knows...
So what else can I say to her...
So suddenly, It all seems clear...
Boy observing heaven
Catching falling stars...
Sound of summer thunder
Sound of blue guitars
And there we go
Angels in Arcadia
I know she knows
So what else can I say to her...
So what else can I say to her...
So suddenly
It all seems clear...
All is clear...