If I don't love you right in this life,
Find me in the next,
And when you see me for the first time,
Shake the sky.
Rain on me, warm and heavy

I won't stoop too low
I'd rather be far behind
Than leading with the stuck up
Rather speak a little quieter
Maybe the ones who pay attention
will hear my silent screams
Perhaps they would want to
really truly know me

It will not hurt when I die
It will pop
Like a bubble
An explosion
Of bliss and sorrow
Like a wave or a soft touch
Of deepfelt emotion

I wish I was unbothered
Or careless or free
But all of those things
I’m afraid I could never be

pretty girl,
beware,
the boys are out to get you
they'll take away your flower
they want what's only yours

pretty girl,
blossom slowly,
stay in your cocoon for now
for summer can only last so long
and soon it will be over