If I Could Make A Rainbow
If I could make a rainbow to stretch across the globe
I'd glide across the colours standing out so bold.
Amidst white clouds and sky so blue,
Hoping the journey would take me to you.
Which colour would I choose to ride?
Which colour would take me to your side?
Would it be red, orange or blue
Which takes me soaring down to you?
There would be no pot of gold at the end.
Just you, waiting to be my friend.
And you would be worth more than gold
My new found friend from days of old.
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