The sounds of beautiful rocks hitting the water 

                                Reminds me of summer nights when I would walk the river   

                               Although nothing can compare to mother natures beauty 

                                                   But he is what defines beauty 

                                                   His soul is sweet and beautiful           

                        His eyes are bluer then the sky and his voice is a symphony in your ear

                                                   The water flows with fishes 

                                            While his silky hair blows in the wind

                                     Summer nights and winter days are beautiful

                                      But nothing will ever be as beautiful as him

                                                     he is River Phoenix