A Few Short Hours - Amy Holland

Early in the morning

Before the night has shed its coat of darkness

And I remember how to be

The one that everyone expects to see

There’s a certain light of innocence

Before I put my solders on the line

The border between love and fear

As the world I left behind appears

For a few short hours

Everything is possible

I forget the game and all the rules

That hold my spirit in

For a few short hours

I remember who I really am

In the colors of the rising sun

Before the day begins

For a few short hours

Early in the morning

Before I put my dreams away

If I can put a pen to paper

Or some colors on a canvas

I surprise myself before the traffic fills

The deserted empty streets

Where the buyers and the sellers meet

I love the inspiration

For a few short hours

Everything is possible

I forget the game and all the rules

That hold my spirit in

For a few short hours

I remember who I really am

In the colors of the rising sun

Before the day begins

For a few short hours

We all do what we have to do to get by

But in the land between dreaming and the world

I can fly

For a few short hours

Everything is possible

I forget the game and all the rules

That hold my spirit in

For a few short hours

I remember who I really am

In the colors of the rising sun

Before the day begins

For a few short hours