Dear Lover

[Verse 1]
Dear lover,
I tried to write you a song but only poems know my tongue well
I could write a 100 pages and not tire, tighter than a clamshell
But this isn't about rhyme schemes or prowess or really knowing love well
There's no poetry to this love thing (love thing)
It's like learning a math quiz to the T when tested, every language leaves your throat
One day we're making plans
Next day we're breaking up

[Hook]
Will we soar, will we sour
Will we see our love unfold
Will you still love me even when I fold
Will we last, through it all
Will we throw it back from happier times to happy
Baby will we grow

[Verse 2]
Dear lover,
I think I'm supposed to want happily ever after
But mostly I really just want to be happy now
Happy like Sunday mornings or zero anxiety stitching wars in my chest
There's no boundaries to our happiness
Happy as we can be for each other's dreams
A countenance of bright lights
Made of our beautiful bodies

[Hook]
Will we soar, will we sour
Will we see our love unfold
Will you still love me even when I fold
Will we last, through it all
Will we throw it back from happier times to happy
Baby will we grow