What happens when in love? Asked a voice from below A child of mere five How could I tell her it's not always mellow Like the spring flowers pretty, pink and yellow How could I tell her that it would stun her How could I tell her a person could be remade Remade into someone unknown It could turn her into a stone Too callous, too cold Only if fate were on her side She could say with pride Love is all I've know my entire life Those pretty eyes stared I took too long to answer I could not tell her so much So I just smiled