I would jump on rainbows...and see on rains... I would jump on rainbows...and see on rains...

When love, Flies like a dove, When love, Flies like a dove,

The sun raised its rays... The sun raised its rays...

The poem shows that nothing stays permanent. It shows how branches wither and the rainbow fades. The poem shows that nothing stays permanent. It shows how branches wither and th...

This poem shows how love makes the world go around. This poem shows how love makes the world go around.

In her soul and mind, Were coloured rainbows. In her soul and mind, Were coloured rainbows.