• The sweet smell of a forever blossom,
    The delicious memory of a cocoa butter night,
    Forever a blossom,
    Forever a dream,
    Changing will always be just within our grasp,
    For the forever blossom must become an orange,
    And the memory of a cocoa butter night must soon fade away,
    Forever blossoms,
    Forever dreams,
    Leave as swiftly as they have come