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