The ripple of the lake looks like a song
Dancing in formation as smooth as my stretch marks

Winding down, getting ready for fun
Another day at work, almost done

Off soon for a vacation
A short visit to our second favourite nation
First stop Marseille
This is our first stay
Weve been told, a train ride to the top
Views of the Port, your breath will stop

Then further South, we will go
To a familiar place that works itself into your soul
Ramatuelle, St Tropez
One of our most favourite places to stay

From across the bay the Orange Dome is clear, signalling you are near
Luxury yachts in the bay, moored for a week or maybe just the day

The sun beats down on the water, which is glistening
St Tropez has a special sound, if your listening
It's a crazy sound of Mopeds and Smart cars, Moko Jeeps, ambulance noises, people playing on the beach
The noise is not deafening but is truly unique.

During our stay we will relax and unwind, good food, good wine, good sand, good sea
Just unwinding in the sun, me and my loved one
Good friends inviting us into their home, it simply is the best
I can't wait to get there and to truly rest

i am too much
you can't handle me
you can't handle
my storms.
you want sunny days
when i want the rain.
you want the roses,
but i'd rather pick the dandelions.
they're a lot like me.
you want me dressed up,
when i'd rather be dressed down.
you just can't quite handle me.
i am a quiet storm
that pushes in
and grows loud
and violent,
winds howling,
skies crying.
and i stay as long as i can
then look for the next place to go.