All things must always be as they are
Else from logic meaning would stray far
For what else is a flower but a flower?
And what is sixty minutes but an hour?
Cars pass by, and I know them to be cars
As I watch the stars that shine like stars
And I walk beside the road that is a road
It’s not too complicated an idea to decode
But maybe there are exceptions to the law
Your smile is the brightest sun that I ever saw
My love for you is the tallest tree that ever grew
My happiness is the highest bird that ever flew
So walking on ground, I feel I’m flying above
But love now I know to be naught but love