La Vie En Rose

Sometimes I see so many beautiful things around me. When I'm walking down the road in the evenings alone, listening to music. That's a moment. It's not created. It happens. It's for real. I feel alone, but wrapped in this blanket, and while I'm alone and while I'm walking down that road and as long as the music is playing everything I look at is beautiful. For that 'moment' I'm not here anymore. I'm somewhere else, far away, high above everything else around me. I'm flying.
I was walking down an empty lane with yellow light filtering in through the leaves of these trees. The branches hung down like showers of green rain. With bright red flowers hanging from them. I could smell the fresh cut, wet smell of the grass and the sky was dark blue and wonderful. I've noticed, no matter where I am the sky remains beautiful. Last night, I was waiting for a bus in a crowded, brightly lit up part of town. There were cars honking, buses rumbling past and all I had to do was look up and I could've been on some ocean somewhere sailing to the end of the world. I was walking down the road to my house and it wasnt very well paved in one area and there were little sand particles shining in the lamp light. It looked like I was walking on stars.
Everything look so perfect, like a dream. =]

Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose

When you kiss me heaven sighs
And tho I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose

When you press me to your heart
I’m in a world apart
A world where roses bloom

And when you speak...angels sing from above
Everyday words seem...to turn into love songs

Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose