I want to paint rolling hills and purple skies
Tranquil lakes and mountains high
Lovers sitting, watching the sun
Waiting for the day to be done
I want to draw an old chalet
Or maybe some people doing ballet
Possibly and Irish castle
Whatever it is, something gracile
I want to witness and ocean sunrise
I want to to be there, at my side
I want to be surrounded by beautiful things
To shed my skin, to sprout my wings
To becomewho I am from the inside out
To know that I'm beautiful, without a doubt
From a mere caterpillar to a bright butterfly
Flying gracefull through those purple skies