This is what you need
To grow your seed...

I love your smile
And I love your style...

Monday, Tuesday
Everyday I think of you...

You were my very first
But not my last or worst...

I fell in with my head going first
It was so scary, but the doctors...

What's it like up there?
Above the clouds somewhere...

If I was a poem
The story would be short...

I can be mean and stubby
Or nice and funny...

I could just give up really easy
Cause all the time I am dizzy...

The way the wind blows
The way the light glows...

I wonder how to tell someone.
After everything's over and done...

I once knew this lady, someone from far up above
She always knew what to do when a push became a...