She drew something like a me and you

It is hard to find any sun during winter
That’s what I thought before I met her
By day or night like an always on light

Turning every shade of grey just right

She came just like that, out of the blue
She drew something like a me and you
There are in life so many colours really

How come it’s her making it all shinny?

People always looking for an explanation
Where sometimes there is no true reason
Just a feeling inside and no need of words
That comes to sketch a kind of new world

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