Charades, pop skill

Water hyacinth

Named by a poet

Imitation of life



Like a coin in a frozen pond

Like a goldfish in a bowl

I don't want to hear you cry



That sugarcane that tasted good

That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood

Come on, come on

No one can see you try



You want the greatest thing

The greatest thing since bread came sliced

You've got it all

You've got it sized



Like a Friday fashion show

Teenager freezing in the corner

Trying to look like you don't try



That sugarcane that tasted good

That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood

Come on, come on

No one can see you try



No one can see you cry



That's sugarcane that tasted good

That's freezing rain, that's what you could

Come on, come on

No one can see you cry



This sugarcane, this lemonade

This hurricane, I'm not afraid

Come on, come on

No one can see me cry



This lightning storm, this tidal wave

This avalanche, I'm not afraid

Come on, come on

No one can see me cry



That sugarcane that tasted good

That's who you are, that's what you could

Come on, come on

No one can see you cry



That sugar cane that tasted good

That's who you are, that's what you could

Come on, come on

No one can see you cry