We made out in the bathroom of our Baptist church guilt and regret made us stop: laughter fell from my lips and my hands on your hips flowers in your hair, light in your soul.
You're wild like a dream is wild and bright like a dream is bright.
My dear, can you see the big sky surrounding us and the birds that fly around the world and the rain that tickles the ground and makes it giggle like a child
and the flowers, adorned by the early spring grass.