Most people cut their fingers on the thorns
During their first day of work
But you have no problem trimming along
Picking along and holding the stems between your teeth
The petals really do reflect well in your eyes
and I think there's pollen in your hair
Oh, well since I'm known through the garden for being cliche
I must comment on the aroma in the air
Something is growing between us and well,
I think we should probably cut the roots before
It grounds itself in
You dress like an old woman
I don't know why nor do I care
I can't wait to see how you dress
Later on in life when you're all withered out
Take me to the movies
Take me out to sea
Take me to make-out peak
Take me for a walk
Take me out to dinner
Hold my hand while we talk
Stare deeply into my eyes
Tell me you love me
Tell me there's no one else
Tell me you could never replace me
Let me know how you really feel
I want you to hold me
I want to be only yours
I want us to settle down together
I'd love to have a home
I think I'm getting ahead of myself
But that's okay
There's nothing wrong with doing the same thing
Every other couple does on their first date
Thinking with our young hearts and not our minds
That's fun in it, right? Right...?
