Favorite Things

Low floating clouds And pretty words A trip without plans Scent of jasmine And laughing voice Palm trees and swing Rain falling on a sunny day Someone’s childhood story A place that only I know When we have the same favorite song Driving on fall days Some special cliches Dark dried lemon slices Winning dart game whiskey and soda Soap bubbles and kid Sing a song at the night sea A place where no one knows me a sprinkle of pixies dust When the sea and the sky are the same It's magic that allows me to make another day It's magic that allows me It's magic that allows me to make another day It's magic that allows me