Milo
They cherish the ground that you walk on
But I don’t understand what could be so grand
About your skin so warmly tanned
And eyes that were crafted in a dreamland
Milo, my love
I hear whispers from girls as you pass by
My back against the wall, I feel you walking tall
So cordial with all, even those not enthralled
All the girls hearts drop like rich rainfall
Milo, my love
How can your silhouette bring butterflies
Once they learn what wonders lie within
I guess that little grin above that chiseled chin
Blinds from digging deeper beyond just skin
Milo, my love
You wakе up every morning with new еyes
Your heart and your faith still rooted deep
In a moral code that never sleeps
How odd in a world that survives half asleep
Milo, my love
They cherish the ground that you walk on
But I don’t understand what could be so grand
