When all the white flowers turn red
With just a flash in the brilliant sun
The world is ever new
From just my look upon those eyes within.
A fresh heart can never feel the same
Just as life itself can never cease in living
And dying is never death if life were not there before
So fresh is my heart in you.
And let the sun ever know my love
In showers of the morning rain
With my voice in the wild
For now is my ocean of midnight clear.