Sweet

Stars in my eyes
Hiking up Griffith
Thinking about
What was said and what didn’t

Get said in the Midwest
Wish I could tell you now
I wrote you a note
But I didn’t send it

‘Cause that’s the best method
The women here taught me about
What you don’t really understand
I’ve got magic in my hands, stars in my eyes

I’m a different kind of woman
If you want some basic bitch, go to the Beverly Center and find her
I’m sweet, bare feet
If you wanna go where nobody goes
That’s where you’ll find me
In the sweet north country
If I’m not there, come to my house on Genesee

What you doing with your life? Do you think about it?
Do you contemplate where we came from?
Lately, we’ve been making out a lot not talking
‘Bout the stuff that’s at the very heart of things

Do you want children?
Do you wanna marry me?
Do you wanna run marathons in Long Beach by the sea?
I’ve got things to do like nothing at all, I wanna do them with you
Do you wanna do them with me?

If you want someone, then just call me up
And remember where I’ll be
Sweet and bare feet
You can find me where no one will be
In the woods somewhere, in the night, in the heart of a valley
In the sweet north country
If I’m not there, come to my house on Genesee

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