Wild flowers outside in the new day
Crisp within the Autumn breeze
Woken butterflies in the distant play
I stare out at the few passing leaves
What's going on in my mind right now?
It's hard to make or to tell
The bigger question is more how
This smile on my face now to dwell
What is the origin of this joy?
After all I've been through
Could it possibly be because of a boy
Who has not considered what I can do?
As I think more I become dazzed
I stand and look at the rising sun
The golden glare makes my eyes glazed
What on Earth has this Love Sting done..?
Crisp within the Autumn breeze
Woken butterflies in the distant play
I stare out at the few passing leaves
What's going on in my mind right now?
It's hard to make or to tell
The bigger question is more how
This smile on my face now to dwell
What is the origin of this joy?
After all I've been through
Could it possibly be because of a boy
Who has not considered what I can do?
As I think more I become dazzed
I stand and look at the rising sun
The golden glare makes my eyes glazed
What on Earth has this Love Sting done..?
