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