~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest, The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time, Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus, If I were to pluck on your heartstrings would you strum on mine?
I've been longing for, Daisies to push through the floor, And I wish that plant life would grow all around me, So I won't feel dead anymore. So I won't feel dead anymore. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~