Wood You

A tall order for anyone
But to be the one
I’d lift you to the sky
And you just ride or die
Though the winds maybe rough
That is love

And can you stand
Say that I was your man
Surrounded by so many
Who say it can’t be
But you stand tough
That is love

A heavy burden to carry
What we will be
Rain it will fall
Buck naked and all
Is this too much?
That is love

For us to entwine
Roots and vines
Bodies in heat
The two of us meet
Dirty in lust
That is love

Cause it’s hard
To love my poor heart
But it can be easy
Just you and me
We are the stuff
That is love

Could
Would
Should
Your love like a tree
Grow for me

Nature is true
Wood you

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