RAINBOW SMILE
by: dave danao
by: dave danao
(FOR POEM MOUNTAIN,MOON PILLOWE AND RAINBOW LEAF, NAMES OF MY FUTURE KIDS. THIS SONG WAS MY VISION FOR THEM, DURING THAT LITTLE RAINY RAINBOW AFTERNOON)
I RAN OUT OF TUNE
I RAN OUT OF WORDS
I RAN OUT OF SIGHT,
BUT I'M WONDERING WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE
STARING AT THOSE LONELY CLOWNS
PLAYING WITH THEIR SPOONS,
WRITING A LULLABY POEM ON A GYPSY TABLE
I PLAYED WITH MY THOUGHTS, THOSE COLORS THAT
I'VE CAUGHT
THE FLOWERS WERE DRINKING ON THAT RAINY RAINBOW AFTERNOON
SO I SMILED FOR THE FIRST TIME, SITTING ON A RAINBOW ROCKING CHAIR
I SPOKE TO THE BUTTERFLIES, THAT YOU'RE COMING
WITH THIS RAINBOW RHYME
I RAN OUT OF WORDS
I RAN OUT OF SIGHT,
BUT I'M WONDERING WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE
STARING AT THOSE LONELY CLOWNS
PLAYING WITH THEIR SPOONS,
WRITING A LULLABY POEM ON A GYPSY TABLE
I PLAYED WITH MY THOUGHTS, THOSE COLORS THAT
I'VE CAUGHT
THE FLOWERS WERE DRINKING ON THAT RAINY RAINBOW AFTERNOON
SO I SMILED FOR THE FIRST TIME, SITTING ON A RAINBOW ROCKING CHAIR
I SPOKE TO THE BUTTERFLIES, THAT YOU'RE COMING
WITH THIS RAINBOW RHYME
THEY CAN'T COUNT THOSE RAINDROPS
THEY CAN'T COUNT THOSE LEAVES, FALLING
THEY CAN'T COUNT THOSE NUMBERS ON YOUR
BIRTH DAY RAINBOW RIDE
THEY CAN'T COUNT THOSE PLAYS AND SHYNESS
THEY CAN'T COUNT THOSE MAGICAL BALLOONS
THEY CAN'T COUNT THOSE MERRY TEARS,
ON MY RAINBOW COLOR SMILE
NOW IT'S ABOUT TIME, TO SING YOUR A,B,C AND
DO, RE, MI
COUNTING YOUR 1,2,3
AND SMILING YOUR MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB AND
THAT OLD MC DONALD'S FARM
DO, RE, MI
COUNTING YOUR 1,2,3
AND SMILING YOUR MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB AND
THAT OLD MC DONALD'S FARM
MOMMA DON'T CRY IF DADDY'S GONNA DIE
HE'LL MISS YOUR SPAGHETTI AND SWEET FILIPINO POTATO
FRIES, ON YOUR RAINBOW CHRISTMAS PARADISE...
HE'LL MISS YOUR SPAGHETTI AND SWEET FILIPINO POTATO
FRIES, ON YOUR RAINBOW CHRISTMAS PARADISE...
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