sweetest thing..

The road may roll in front.
but means nothing
if my step dont follow!

Roses red and blue,
my favorite things.
As river goes around red stone,
My dwelling heart jumps of joy
makes eyes not look for more.

..and ears can hear.

U know ur
my my my
just like that.
Damn, i like my
favorite sweetest thing.
Makes me go in front,
gives meaning to road.

Oh, what is up falling down?!
A woman without a favorite sweetest thing!