Morning dew
Cold and wet
Fresh air
Nature's breathe
My love for you
Like a newly sprung bud
That will bloom into a flower
In just awhile
With red soft petals
And that sweet, sweet smell
It will bloom so nicly
Then whither away
Or maybe not
Maybe you will stay
Like the sun in the sky
That shines so bright
The warm feeling
You get all over
Yes, maybe you are the sun
You won't wither away
At least not soon
Yes our love is the sun
The bright gold flower
That will never die
