A sudden warmth runs slowly through,
The moisture from the morning dew.
A beautiful thought I must pursue.
But, In the past I have tried to grasp,
A pretty thought like dewy grass,
and in the end, I hadn't one friend.
Feelings, time could not mend.
All because of my greedy ways,
The pursuit of happiness in a dreamy daze.
To avoid the pain I mustn't pursue,
Happiness, love or the morning dew.
So, Dare I pursue something as beautiful as you?