All my life was a paper, once plain, pure, and white.
Till you moved with your pen, changing moods now and then.
Till the balance was right, then you added some music.
Every note was in place, and anybody could see
all the changes in me by the look on my face.
And you, decorating my life, created a world where dreams are apart.
And you, decorating my life, by painting your love all over my heart.
You decorated my life.
Like a rhyme with no reason, in an unfinished song.
There was no harmony, life meant nothing to me, until you came along.
And you brought out the colors, what a gentle surprise.
Now I'm able to see all the things life can be, shining soft in your eyes.
And you, decorating my life, created a world where dreams are apart.
And you, decorating my life, by painting your love all over my heart.
You decorated my life.
You.
You.