Lyrics:
Im thinking too far aheadBut now is gone while you say itYoure not perfectBut Im no perfectionistWhen I come homeThere are twelve in my shoesOne in my braThe one I kept for youSeeds seedsThey spin in twisters in the streetsOn shiny daysLike they want to tell meSomethingBut Im in a hurryAnd I pretend I dont see theseSeedsIn the streetsSeedsSeeds SeedsPlant a seedKeep thinking you didAnd it will growReal slowForgetAnd before you knowIts a& Tree