Seaweed

Would you prefer a stone That I chose for you That lay on a beach That was just a sea of stones? Wasn't mined for you Jumped into my eyes The choice of a million Would you prefer a stone From a window? We'd walk through the streets Feeling young and intense I said, "Here, I had this one in mind for you" Fits all my constraints A choice of only a few Would you prefer a look That was contrived Or a look that says how I really feel? With you I have no plans in my mind I just kind of go, go with you Would you prefer hello or a goodbye? My mind is something I don't know The truth? Why should I lie? I just kind of go, go with you