Painted Skies
[Verse 1]
The morning breaks in a wash of gold,
A canvas spread with stories untold.
Each color whispers a silent vow,
Of moments shared, of the here and now.
[Pre-Chorus]
The winds may shift, the storms may call,
But love’s bright hues outshine them all.
[Chorus]
Painted skies, alive with fire,
Each stroke a spark, each shade desire.
A masterpiece that time can’t erase,
Your love, my shelter, my sacred place.
[Verse 2]
The evening falls in a crimson hue,
A quiet glow that feels like you.
The stars emerge, soft lights ignite,
Framing our dreams in the velvet night.
[Pre-Chorus]
No fading edge, no shadow near,
Just endless light when you are here.
[Chorus]
Painted skies, alive with fire,
Each stroke a spark, each shade desire.
A masterpiece that time can’t erase,
Your love, my shelter, my sacred place.
[Bridge]
The brush of time moves slow but sure,
Yet every shade of us feels pure.
Through every storm, through every tear,
The skies of us remain sincere.
[Chorus]
Painted skies, a timeless flame,
Each shade distinct, yet all the same.
Your love, the art, my heart’s embrace,
Together forever in this endless space.
[Outro]
As night surrenders to dawn's soft glow,
The painted skies will always show,
A tale of love that forever stays,
In every sunrise, in every blaze.
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