Brenda David: Music
Better Part of Me
(Brenda David)
Searching for forever and the treasures that await
A pot of gold, lost or stolen, kicked around the back yard gate
Bringing out the best in me
or was it just my fantasy
While searching for the better part of me
I want to be the one you see
Through rose colored glasses
The magic of the mystery
I want to be the one you see
Could it be you always seem to find
The better part of me
Dimly lit and hazy, searching for the path
Stumble back, turn round and fall, here comes the crash
Lift me up, light me up, show me the way to free
The better part of me
I want to be the one you see
Through rose colored glasses
The magic of the mystery
I want to be the one you see
Could it be you always seem to find
The better part of me
A shattered glass reflects a thousand pieces
Yet the pieces all were of one kind
The better part of each is in the vision
Truth is just perception in your mind
A mystery to unwind
I want to be the one you see
Through rose colored glasses
The magic of the mystery
I want to be the one you see
Could it be you always seem to find the better part of me