I hold it into an arm so real There is something we could feel Life's not horrible all the time Smokes and cups and words that rhyme Dripping ceiling, lemon-lime, I love you, that's all I have to say
Eyes of grey and pavement green Wrap your arms around the seam Take your love and hold it close The slightest suggestion
Eyes of grey and pavement green Wrap your arms around the scene Take your love and hold it close The slightest suggestion
Spinning slightly around My head hits the ground A seed pops out Globes of thought, then descends on to you With love With love With love With love