I like it when the Sun comes up,
yeah, even more with a coffee cup.
I can see the spreading sunshine
and the clouds flowing in a single line.
Across a hill riding my bike,
that’s exactly what I like.
When I move through curves and bends,
I just hope this ride never ends.
Laying on the grass watching the sky,
looking in the mirror to fix my tie.
Smiling with eyes full of tears,
using my hands to set the hairs.
Building my house on a tree,
eating fresh fruits that too free.
Colorful flowers and honey bee
yeah, that’s what I like to see.
Drawing at the back of History book,
holding it tightly, no one can look.
What I’ve drawn even I can’t tell,
still use crayons cause I like their smell.
Watching children jump up with joy,
playing with them, I’m a small boy.
Cute and clever they just want some,
instead of a chocolate they need chewing
gum.
Inside a blanket when it rains,
yeah, on the field between the grains.
Climbing a mountain, I’m on its top,
dancing in room, full volume hip-hop.
Watching any movie, type not depends,
even horror is humor when I’m with friends.
Telling scary stories at the night,
where’s my torch cause I like its light.
Killing birthday candles with a single blow,
picking phone calls even when I am slow.
They ask what I like what should they send,
I say, “Either you come or my list won’t end….”