So if ever there is a beau (IF larhh...), this pretty much sums up what I feel:
You say that you love rain,
but you open your umbrella when it rains...
You say that you love the sun,
but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines...
You say that you love the wind,
But you close your windows when wind blows...
This is why I am afraid;
when you say that you love me too...
So, better to travel and 'eye-open' my eyes... no worries...
Sincerely, care-freely.
