Lily, how you make me so disconcerted
They call it silly but it takes the air of my lungs
And I know it’s not your concern
I know it’s not you concern

Lily, how it feels to brush a hair made of silk?
You ask yourself if they’ll love you
but it is obvious they will
Your existence is so sweet
Like gold learned to breathe

What is it like to have everything
fallen into place all the time?
I’m watching she smile with her bright eyes
Wishing those could be mine

Lily, your grace is consistent with the light
Your semblance is as wispy as if you could fly
Maybe one day I wont be so ambivalent  
and so bothered that you aureate

What is it like to have everything
fallen into place all the time?
I’m watching she smile with her bright eyes
Wishing those could be mine
Be more sylphlike
Envy plagues my life

Lily, it’s not your fault I’m so blue
And how I compare myself to all you do