They say money doesn’t grow on trees
So I thought with this there’d be some ease
But alas it seems I’ve come to find
That everyone has a different mind
You can build the castle and construct the walls
If one support breaks it all will fall
How can you find and discern
The perfect partner for all concerns
Maybe that’s the gift that came from above
The beautiful word we know as love
Love,
It breaks the rhyme and changes the verb
It makes hard to see your own words
It follows a path that may not be by design
It confuses the host and changes the mind
It throws a wrench in all the plans
But maybe that’s the point, to be heard again
So hold it close and don’t let it go
Cause right now you never know
For life is short and take it from me
This also doesn’t grow on trees
Housed and Fed 