Paradise

I stood amidst the silver trees and mountains lush and green

And sand white as snow, kissed my feet

I walked in the fields growing gold,

Beneath the crystal blue sky

And water emerald, sparkled like heavenly jewels

Angels sang the summer songs,

Whispering to the breeze

And brought with them the fragrance pure

Of roses, jasmine and lilies

I beheld the paradise yet my heart, ungrateful

For it knows the prettiest isn’t prettier than you

For it knows the purest isn’t purer than you

For it knows the sweetest voice doesn’t make it sing,  

For it knows heaven isn’t better than being with you

Amidst the silver trees, lush green mountains, emerald blues

I felt a desert in my chest,

I longed for you...