We are the united states of coolness.  

Let's dance in our mind, together we'll the liberty find.

For you, I'd count the salt under the sea. I would pick it up and with a little bit of your magic it will become fairy dust.

fairy dust and crushed moon stones mixed with our tears of hope become the liquid the fairies need to create the colours of the sky. they'll paint the most beautiful twilight, we'll watch this fire burning over the mountains, sitting on our apple tree, eating cookies looking like hearts, holding hands, breathing magic and beauty and silence.

getting ready for the twilight, packing the one thing I need and want the most- a self made heart for you. You are glowing in the darkness with this shell full of cookies, made by some faries and some unicorns. I see your face in my thoughts, I see your face in my heart.

like i said, the sunset is painted by fairies with incredible colours full of magic, power and love, burning and shining so bright and mysterious. but there is one thing even mythical creatures can't create - the colour of your heart, full of beauty, magic and loveliness and other wonderful nameless things