 Touch every rainbow, painting the sky. Look at the magic glide through your life. A sprinkle of pixie dust circles the night you can fly... Fly to who you are, climb upon your star. If you believe, you will find your wings!
Touch every rainbow, painting the sky. Look at the magic glide through your life. A sprinkle of pixie dust circles the night you can fly... Fly to who you are, climb upon your star. If you believe, you will find your wings!
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. (:
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
