Tons R. Stevie Moore

In my colored room
Tons of feeling have come
Full emotion of one
I can recall the good and bad
Joy and yet many tons of sad

Life has put my rushed youth
From denim to mere awareness
My mouth has laughed
But tons of tears erase my smile

My blue eyes have read the word
Tons of literature
Smell of flowery pure
Tons of tunes I can't forget
And the girl who i met

Of brown love long brown hair
My possession of love
I knew that she'd always be therе
At my side, at my side

Sharon, your vice rеmarks "I do"
Yes, but what do you do?
Yours is as mine is and i know
Our love's ready to show