on your cheeks

sweet sorrow on my window
uhm...that, i already know
but i wish it didn't show
cause i am dreaming of you

a stroll to rose garden
so many flowers to be seen
yet we pick the one we love
that makes our heart throb

and when the petals are gone
fruits will be on your hand
then savor the ripen gift
wipe those tears, on your cheeks

...i have to take a rest now
thanks God for bringing me
to you.