I saw a white rose    in a field of red flowers the other day,    and ever since,    I couldn't get you out of my thoughts.    You feel like the clouds.    You leave an after taste    like sweet sugary rain.    Even forever fades.    Please make this last.    Don't wake me.    Don't spoil the moment.    Just stare into my eyes,    that's all I ask.    Lay with me in the stars.    Hold me tight    so they'll never burn out.    Fall asleep in each other's arms,    and we'll kill the morning.