orange

I picked you a flower

You said that you might not deserve it

It feels like we're in high school

Is that good or bad? It feels worth it

No words rhyme with orange

Except for maybe your aura

Like marigolds or honeybees

Life was so gray before you

I'll look for you in every wrist watch

In every plot of land

I'll find you in every Smiths song

In every farmer's market stand

Remember our bed in the suburbs

And how we got tangled in each other's hair

I thought you threw rocks at my window

But I looked outside and no one was there

I love how you tend to your garden

How you find joy in the little things

I love your bright orange aura

I love listening to you sing

I'll look for you in every wrist watch

In every plot of land

I'll find you in every Smiths song

In every farmer's market stand

And I'll tell you I love you

And you'll say I'm not any fun

And we'll waste more time

Photosynthesizing in the sun

I'll look for you in every wrist watch

In every plot of land

I'll find you in every Smiths song

In every farmer's market stand

And I'll tell you I love you

And you'll say I'm not any fun

And we'll waste more time

Photosynthesizing in the sun

In the sun

In the sun

In the sun

In the sun