If you were mine I would grow you a flower A flower and name it "Our" or "Ours" I would raise you a son Or raise your sun I'd grow you a planet or birth you a moon Create the hottest June And the warmest month I'd sing you a Lalah Write you a Stevie Play a Herby Draw you a movie (oh-oh) In morning, I watch you change the bulb in the sun You gather every single cloud from the sky (oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) And squeeze the water to make me a bath I watch you hang the moon and gaze My eyes are a lazy chrysanthemum I made myself a rainbow for you I have shined you a sun, I have stolen you a sky Created mountains, drunk a hurricane, and burned an entire forest I've done impossible things, yet you still don't see me Said, "I was in the way, that I shined in your way" And I thought I was staring Admiring you, but that irritated and intimidated you And I didn't have directions on how not to shine Blamed me when I didn't stay and shamed me for not leaving You unimpressed and indirect, don't you see? I've made a mess of me trying to love you (You know what you should call that bitch?) (Easy goes it)