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Rose Colored Glass

What's this? I start to hope
Just as I was at the end of my rope.
Ignore what seems to be on the horizon
You'll go blind if you keep your eyes on it.

It seems that all is going right
Success in my grasp, it just might.
I really love this life...
I really love being alive!

It always seems that the light in the sky seems to get brighter
Right before the storm is gonna break.
It always seems that the light in the sky seems to get brighter
Right before the storm is gonna break.

All the peices fall into place
A joy-filled smile grows across my face
Put on you rose tinted glasses
Look through the rose glass now

It always seems that the light in the sky seems to get brighter
Right before the storm is gonna break.
It always seems that the light in the sky seems to get brighter
Right before the storm is gonna break.
It's gonna break.
It's gonna break.
Gonna break.

It always seems that the light in the sky seems to get brighter
Right before the storm is gonna break.