Well Ill follow you wherever
When you lead me by my nose
On another big adventure- I suppose
Then you lay me down in clover
With their petals on my back
I should make some time
To do more things like that...
Wont you sing to me your poetry,
Wont you take me to your home,
Wont you be for me forever
So Ill never be alone
And just one thing...
If youre my queen...
Then its a beautiful thing...
Well Im buried in my bedroom
Under fourteen feet of clothes
I could drown in all this clutter I suppose
But then youre standing in my doorway
With a suitcase on your back
And it blows my mind
When you do things like that
Yeah, reminding me
Well I might be poor
But summers free...
For me, I didnt know I was sleeping
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