Happiness grows in soft silence...— (a gentle music playlist)

Golden light upon your hair, summer air, soft summer air. Every time you turn around, morning colors fill the clouds. In your eyes the skylines glow, slowly glow, gently glow. Like the sunlight on the sea, you keep shining over me. And the world fades far away, when your laughter starts to sway. Every little thing you do, feels like light breaking through. You are sunlight, you are sunrise, falling softly through the blue sky. Warm as june light, sweet as daylight, dancing slowly in my mind. Oh you shimmer, oh you glimmer, like the gold of late December. Every heartbeat, every sweet dream, turns to light when you are near. Windows glow when you walk by, butterfly, little butterfly. Even silence starts to sing, wrapped inside your golden wings. Every shadow disappears, little fears, fading fears. Like the dawn after the rain, you make beauty bloom again. Stay a little longer here, you make every moment clear. Like the sun across the tide, you leave magic where you shine. You are sunlight in the evening, softly burning, softly breathing. And my whole sky keeps on turning, just to catch your golden light. Got a little sunlight in my pocket, little secret I can hold. When the city turns cold and heavy, I just let the warm light flow. Every heartbeat keeps on singing, every sidewalk starts to shine. Even rainy skies get painted golden peach and summer white. I don't need no perfect reason, I don't need the world tonight. Got a tiny spark inside me and it's glowing wild and bright. I got a pocket full of sunshine, pocket full of blue skies too. Every little bad day fading, when the light comes breaking through. I feel lighter, higher and higher, like the wind on an open road. I keep running, laughing and humming, where the golden flowers grow. Music floating through the curtains, barefoot spinning down the hall. Every mirror catches pieces of the light inside my soul. People come and people leave me, but the morning always stays. And the tiny fire within me never really fades away. Shine a little brighter, dance a little slower. Life becomes a little sweeter, when you let the sunlight hold you. Pocket full of sunshine, pocket full of dreams. Even broken hearts can sparkle more than they believe. You were standing in the sunlight, yellow petals in your hair. Warm wind moving through the garden, like a song was floating there. Golden freckles on your shoulders, honey colors in your smile. Every little thing around you felt alive for a while. And oh, the sky turned slower when you looked into my eyes. Like the whole world held its breathing, just to keep that light alive. Sunflower, wild sunflower, turning softly toward the light. Even through the darkest weather, you still bloom so warm and bright. Oh, sunflower, sweet sunflower, golden dancing in the breeze. Every lonely part inside me finds a little peace to keep. Late nights driving through the city, windows open to the rain. Neon colors on your cheeks, looking beautiful again. You laugh softly like the summer, like the ocean after storms. And somehow your quiet kindness makes the whole world feel less cold. Stay beside me in the twilight when the stars begin to fall. You make ordinary moments feel like magic after all. Sunflower, soft sunflower, still reaching for the blue. And every road feels golden when I'm walking next to you. You walked in the morning sunlight, falling softly through the blinds. Turning quiet little corners into golden amber light. Every word became a melody, every breath became the spring. Even shadows in the hallway started shimmering. And oh, the world moves slower whenever you are near. Like the stars lean a little closer just to hear you breathe. You are the sunshine of my whole life, my slow sunrise, my warm July. Every cold night melts around you like the frost beneath first light. Oh, you glow like Sunday morning, soft and holy, sweet and bright. If heaven ever had a color, it would look like your eyes tonight. Coffee stains and vinyl records, windows open to the rain. You make ordinary moments feel like scenes inside a dream. There's a softness in your laughter like the ocean at low tide. And my restless little heart learns how to finally rest beside you. Golden light on your shoulders, golden dust in your hair. Even silence turns beautiful when you are there. You are the sunlight after winter, the calm blue after storms. And every broken part inside me feels alive when you are close. Behind the vines and painted gates, a quiet little garden waits. Where tiny flowers softly bloom in silence underneath the moon. No gentle hands to hold the rain, no one to whisper them by name. Yet every petal glows so bright like little stars in fading light. Through every lonely shade of blue, they keep their colors shining through. Like tender hearts that still believe there's beauty hidden in the breeze. Flowers in a secret garden, blooming softly on their own. Even when the world forgets them, they still turn sunlight into gold. Some things don't need to be discovered just to prove they still are true. Like the scent that drifts at sunset or a quiet dream in bloom. Sometimes the rain falls slow and clear like sleepy songs we barely hear. Flowers sway with graceful ease, dancing lightly with the breeze. Then one bright morning spring arrives and paints the sky with softer light. And every hidden little blossom opens up without a sound. If no one ever stops to notice, still be gentle, still be warm. Because the purest kind of beauty never asks for love at all. Flowers in a secret garden still bloom softly after rain. Even lonely hearts can brighten when they learn to grow again. The city wakes before the morning, silver streets and amber lights. People rushing through the echoes, chasing little pieces of life. I hear music through the station, see reflections in the rain. And somehow the world keeps turning beautiful in every way. Even broken clouds above me still let little colors through. Every moment keeps reminding there's a thousand kinds of beautiful. It's a beautiful day, beautiful way. The sunlight falls across my face and suddenly the world feels safe. Oh, it's a beautiful life, beautiful light. Every shadow fades to gold when your heart stays open wide. Children laughing by the roadside, flowers climbing old cafe walls. Tiny stories passing by me like a movie made of stars. There are strangers smiling softly, there are songs inside the breeze. And the sky keeps getting brighter with every breath I breathe. Hold on to the small things, warm cups and spring winds. Sometimes heaven hides itself inside ordinary moments. It's a beautiful day, even after the rain. Somewhere in the noise of life, a little light remains. Golden light upon your hair, summer air, soft summer air. Every time you turn around, morning colors fill the clouds. In your eyes the skylines glow, slowly glow, gently glow. Like the sunlight on the sea, you keep shining over me. And the world fades far away when your laughter starts to sway. Every little thing you do feels like light breaking through. You are sunlight, you are sunrise, falling softly through the blue sky. Warm as june light, sweet as daylight, dancing slowly in my mind. Oh you shimmer, oh you glimmer, like the gold of late December. Every heartbeat, every sweet dream turns to light when you are near. Windows glow when you walk by, butterfly, little butterfly. Even silence starts to sing, wrapped inside your golden wings. Every shadow disappears, little fears, fading fears. Like the dawn after the rain, you make beauty bloom again. Stay a little longer here, you make every moment clear. Like the sun across the tide, you leave magic where you shine. You are sunlight in the evening, softly burning, softly breathing. And my whole sky keeps on turning just to catch your golden light. Got a little sunlight in my pocket, little secret I can hold. When the city turns cold and heavy, I just let the warm light flow. Every heartbeat keeps on singing, every sidewalk starts to shine. Even rainy skies get painted golden peach and summer white. I don't need no perfect reason, I don't need the world tonight. Got a tiny spark inside me and it's glowing wild and bright. I got a pocket full of sunshine, pocket full of blue skies too. Every little bad day fading, when the light comes breaking through. Oh, oh, I feel lighter, higher and higher, like the wind on an open road. Oh, I keep running, laughing and humming, where the words grow. Music floating through the curtains, barefoot spinning down the hall. Every mirror catches pieces of the light inside my soul. People come and people leave me, but the morning always stays. And the tiny fire within me never really fades away. Shine a little brighter, dance a little slower. Life becomes a little sweeter when you let the sunlight hold ya. Pocket full of sunshine, pocket full of dreams. Even broken hearts can sparkle more than they believe.