You laughed when you told me you stumbled,
drunk so action wont humble,
see you like that you fall not caring at all, living wild as though in the jungle.
See I've grown through the tops of that forest,
from my view all your leaves are quite porous,
I'm waiting for love, to meet me above, towards the sun is where we should flourish.
Take love right out of the picture,
to befriend and amend is a mixture, not ready if one,
won't learn from the sum, and furthermore ruins their fixture.
But I'll still be waiting with passion, in unselfish true loving fashion,
they're on their own path to learn from the past, in my shuttle is where I am fastened.