cherries.

Cherries- cutting the inside of my mouth

Is it the blood or the fruit?

Either way, I'll just spit the red right out

Sailing on some new tides, feeling like those old times

When we hoped to get away, but we know we've got to stay

The course

Cherries tasting oh so bittersweet

You can't hear it with your ears, but you can feel it in your feet

Cherries, oh please, don't waste my time.

Tippy tippy toe, pitty pitty pat pat, now you're all alone, talking this and that

Give me your hair, give me your flair, give me your soul and your smile-

Give me your air, give me your care, give me all that's worthwhile