I don’t wanna be a prime.
Or as bitter as a lime
Spending all my time alone
I’d rather be a lemon
So
lemme in to your heart
Make my heart a pulpy mush
Ring it out
Squeeze it
Into fresh made
Lemonade
Cause there’s nothing better
than fresh squeezed lemonade
on a warm sunny day.
And a fresh breeze
Blowing off the sea
Baby
You and me
We could have it made
If only you would like to see
I’m not rich
Nor
Am I poor.
You can check my credit score.
I got a neutral score.
See the glass half empty
See it half full
I prefer to make it over flow.
I’ve got all to give
And
I’ve got one life to live.
Live it with me
If you please.
But I aint gonna wait.
I’m a fisherman
I’ll cast my line
And reel in
What takes the bait.
Let’s set a date
Have it made.
Never get mad
Just get glade.
Oh, what do you say?
what do you say?
What do you
....Hello?
Hello!
Operator?....
The line is disconnected.
Could you please
Send me some
Divine intervention
A little narration
In the back of her mind
A jump start
In her heart.
Because
I don’t want to be a prime.
One’s the loneliest number
Two will make your heart grow stronger
The longer the distance
the fonder of one another
Each become
Cause two is divisible by one
And I can’t see myself
With any one else
I don’t want to be bitter as a lime
Spending all my time alone
I’d rather be a lemon
So
Lemme into your heart.