I've grown up thinking I could have lived Forevermore. I'm like a sunflower And youth is the petal That's about to fall. I know the season's changing But I do not want to depart. Pick me up, Desiccate me So I can live forever. Is it a natural process or The purest of loves What makes us move? A dance in the pursuit Of the sun, celebrating The might of its light. I know the season's changing But I do not want to depart. My stem is growing older And the petals weigh too much. Pick me up, Desiccate me, Then I will live forever. To plant the seed of immortality Is to find meaning In the simplest of things: A warming blanket, A kiss goodnight, The moment everything's all bliss. Give me some more time, please. I don't know if I'll get through winter, Has my time been already defined? I will just do my best while I live.