but every time I look at you, I feel this kind of peace inside me, like if there is nothing wrong with this horrible world and I feel in my heart that everything will be okay.

but baby you have got a smile that could end all sicknesses and a heart that is made of pure gold. it hurts me so much when you are sad because, you are my entire happiness and I would die trying to make you feel content.

so, I dont care if the room was full of art. why would I look at painted ceilings when I already know that the most pacific colors are in yours eyes?