It is spring
All colours
Sings
Your name
And it soothingly rings
My inner voice
Pitch in
Shivers
A thousand kisses
On my skin

Time for me to pick
An ox-eye daisy
Cause I need help
Guide me
Help me
Tell my heart
What I should see
What will come
What will be

He loves me
He loves me not
I love him
I think
Even a lot
He sees me
I see him too
I think I knew
I’d whisper
I love you

... the last patal falls.