I reach into your heart and pull out a lemon.
Sour and bitter and first taste,
Leaves a sting in my mouth,
But adds flavour to tasteless days,
You make me smile, you make me laugh.
You ask me what I see in you?
I reach into your heart and pick out a strawberry.
A gorgeous, rosy red coat covers,
The soft and juicy flesh beneath,
My heart will not ignore your act,
Full of sweetness, full of life.
I ask you what you see in me.
Then, I wake up with onion tears.
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