sweet things

apple seeds are black like clouds
that drench my strawberry heart
tears drip down like kiwi rain
to form a puddle of orange juice art

and i sing loud
and i sing proud
to run away from the noises
and i sing loud
and i sing proud
to save myself from the voices

purple plums try to come
to steal my raspberry loving
but mellow breezes like limes and lemons
float in to take the beating

and all these sweet things
can't stop me from You
but sometimes
these sweet things
will try to deceive me
but don't worry
i'm coming back soon