I wake up to every kind of painting in my head Honest, I can not find the way to a good day It's not a sin to let it weigh heavy on your mind But it's a sin to go and deny yourself the sign I believe you'll be mine I believe we'll be just fine Like the seasons are changing, life rearrange and align That's right, I believe you're the one It kept falling magic kind of feathers all through the night Darling, wake up to see our painting all white The canvas' blank and the slate and the conscience is wiped clean This is a present from the past to the future be I believe you'll be mine I believe we'll be just fine Like the seasons are changing, life rearrange and align That's right, I believe you're the one