Star filled night
Dancing to music from a phone
Gown and suit
Yet still perfect

The one who said

only Chameleons

Change Color

hasn't met Humans

The early bird gets the worm, is what they're telling me.
But babe,
The one who waits for honey turns out the lucky bee.

Bow down, there's the king
Looking for a worthy queen
Tell me I'm the one

They're flooding my house
Eating all my hard earned food
Pesky little ants

Such simplicity
Sitting here alone writing
Stupid tales for you

Old fashioned love songs play in the distance.
Hear the soft crackle of the record player.
That would be my favorite sound,
if it wasn't for you
sitting here
conversing with me.
Under the lights, sitting under a birch tree,
what a blissful night this has come to be.