Only in my mind                                                                                                     Those pretty flowers never get withered                                                                 Simply because I always their images                                                                    As they are ...                                                                                                            All flowers wither ,but                                                                                              Not in my mind ...                                                                                                   All pretty words are like                                                                                          Those pretty flowers in my mind                                                                            Simply because they never get withered in my mind ....                                      I have all those images of great things                     In my mind ...                                                                                                       My mind stores all pretty memories and all pretty images                              Of lovely things that happened in life ...