There’s an itty bitty boy tugging hard at your hand.
Born bitter as a lemon but you must understand that you’ve been bringing me joy.
And I’ll only lie when you don’t want the truth.
I’m only frightened ’cause you finally gave me something to lose.
And it’s as loud as a thunderclap but you hear it too.
But you’ve been bringing me joy.
Deep inside the heart of this crazy mess,
I’m only calm when I get lost within your wilderness.
Born crooked as a creek, didn’t come to contest that you’ve been bringing me joy.
When I’m alive I’m living for you,
When I’m a bluebird dying, but their singing the blues,
And it’s a heartfelt silly sort of bumbling tune about how you’re bringing me joy.