No need to raise a hand. I’ll sit as long as I can stand A pose is all I need to plan-- a pose is all I need
If less is more, then pour to break. I’ll wait to sleep and sleep to wake A move is all you need to make-- a move is all you need
And it can’t hurt, swallowing just a little pride No wishes well your eyes-- they are bone dry You know I’d never spare a seed to grow knowing what a weed would start to show I never leave well enough alone
Fresh paint to brace a smile-- a smile is hardly worth your while. It's simply not a welcome child-- it's simply not (oh well)
Keep a grin to pin on whom you’d like (Oh, splendor red as sin and wedding-white) Sorry only comes when folly goes and makes a habit out of leaving on the light
Once more, to pry the mouth. A glass is all you ask about I’ve half a mind to stain the walls and half a tongue to drink it down