Like a ship with a broken rudder Like a poet without a poem A painter without a canvas And a singer without a song A man losing his faith Hold tight The darkness of night Must give way to the dawn She brings a new ship A new poem A sweet song And hope The dawns gift is for the plain
For the colourless The sad eyes The forgotten The misunderstood The ordinary She rises on the horizon The dark controlling night flees The warmth brings life Brings new colour Eyes smile New friends come It will be an extraordinary day The gift to all don’t give up . Dan
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