You're my honey suckle
Lavender underskin
Pansies in our front yard and valerians
I don't write poetry much
But you make my heart sing
So for you, I'll write all sorts of things
So lets plant a garden
And sing it to sleep
Lay on the ground
Feel our hearts beat
Has anyone told you that you look good in blue
I will
I do
Let's build our house out of candy and sticks
Start up the fire place and dance around it
Has anyone told you that your heart beats with the moon
Well I will
And I do
So I will write you this poem about the stars in the sky
And when I look at them with you everyone of them is mine
So I'll write you an album if that makes things alright
About our house and our love in the sky