Who's bringing those roses,
to put it front of my door.
I did not wish any flowerished moment,
the wind just swept them in.
I caged my heart inside,
no body dared to touch it.
I did lock it hard,
but she dared breaking it open.
I heard a whisper far,
through my ears' wall it crept.
I could not resist the call,
the call I named love.
Behaved myself!
I'm no longer a boy.
I carried enough mud on my knees,
I tasted all the earthly sweets.
Do come love,
for u I ever need,
to fill this pot,
for so long it empty.
Do come love,
for now you no longer a stranger,
not for a once so called boy,
for now I'm a man.
Love is not a stranger, not if you never treat them so.
