The refreshing taste of liberty,
Like mint sorbet on a hot spring day.
My daffodils are beginning to bloom,
Winter has been around for far too long.
There is peace in being alone,
You will find no loneliness here.
The moon always seems to shine brighter
When the sun has set.
I often speak in tongues,
So allow me to be candid;
I would rather hear a dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me.
