"Don't remind me that some days I'm the winsdhield, and other days I'm just a lucky bug. As cold iron rails leave old mossy trails through the countryside.
The crow and the bean field are my best friends, but boy, I need a hug cause my heart stops without you. There's something about you that makes me feel alive.
If the green left the grass on the other side, I would make like a tree and leave. But if I reached for your hand would your eyes get wide? Who knew the other side could be so green?
Don't remind me I'm a chickadee in love with the sky, but that's clearly not a lot to crow about. Cause when the stars silhouette me, I'm scared they'll forget me and flicker out.
I chase honey but I haven't seen the hive. I didn't look, I didn't even try. But still my heart stops without you, there's something about you that makes me feel alive.
If the green left the grass on the other side, I would make like a tree and leave. But if I reached for your hand would your eyes get wide? Who knew the other side could be so green?
We are honey and the bee. Backyard of butterflies surrounded me. I fell in love with you like bees to honey. So let's up and leave the weeping to the willow tree and pour our tears in the sea. I swear there's a lot of vegetables out there that crop up for air. Yeah, I never thought we were two peas in a pod until you suddenly bloomed, then I knew that I'd always love you. Oh, I'll always love you too.
If the green left the grass on the other side, I would make like a tree and leave. But if I reached for your hand would your eyes get wide? Who knew the other side could be so green? If the green left the grass on the other side, I would make like a tree and leave. But if I reached for your hand would your eyes get wide? Who knew the other side could be so green?
And if I reached for your hand for the rest of my life...?
Who knew the other side could be so green?"
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