*romantic strings*
I imagine love starts an itty-bitty thing
Like an acorn seed, that's dropped from a tree, and
Found by another
Siri and Google: Aaa
Ye-eah!
A hole is dug, and the seed is snug
The root digs deep, then the sprout is strong, as
The hand pours the water
Siri and Google: Aaa
Ye-eah!
And it gro-ows, toward the sky-y
Leaves and bra-anches spreading wi-ide!
Sheltering bi-irds, who nest at ni-ight
This is what I think of love!