Don't make my love in a factory on a cold assembly line
cutting all the corners of my heart just to rush it out on time

Don't sell my love in a fancy store dressed up in the front display
bought and sold and taken home, and in boredom packed away

Don't cast my love on a tv show as violence, fame, or food,
worth nothing more than the ratings brought that decide if it'll be renewed

Instead

Make it under the sun, let the wildlife play and see
let it touch the thoughts of calm the earth has ever dreamed
work through the night, so it can meet the dark
and learn that life is more than a single work of art