I've screamed off a rooftop of a brownstone in Manhattan
Stumbled down the boulevard in a state of champagne madness
I've felt the tears fall down my face While staring up at Van Gogh starry night
I've watched God turn on the lights One morning in Sedona
And stood there while he painted up A sunrise supernova
Kaleidoscope of green and golds Lit the coals that set my soul on fire
* But this is my favorite part This is my favorite part
Life didn't really start Till you
If I had to pick one place That holds onto all my heart
At the end of it all, I'd say This is my favorite, favorite part
You smile and say you love me In the chaos of the morning
Chasing songs and kids and chickens To some it might be boring
We fall in bed exhausted And get lost in love wrapped in each other arms
If I had to pick one place That holds onto all my heart
At the end of it all, I'd say This is my favorite part, my favorite
