Tuesday
after a reckless and used day
i was running and running
without a chance
to stop and chat at the sky

And finally
i stopped for a breath in the evening
And suddenly
i was caught by the scenery
painting a picture of You

Day set,
scatters of clouds in the distance
they whitewash the backdrop of secrets
whispering shadows of blue
in more delicate hues

And finally
i stopped for a breath in the evening
And suddenly, suddenly
i was caught by the scenery
painting a picture of You
painting a picture of you
painting a picture of you