When will it end?
This looking for food
I scavenge the ground
And eat rotten fruit
That falls outside Your walls
When will I simply love You
And move into the garden?
What I refuse
You will use to surround me
I spit out Your seeds
And You grow all around me
Even my poison flowers in You
When will I simply love you
And move into the garden?
When will it end?
You keep looking for food
I should be shrinking
To fit in Your palm
I should be rising
Up to your lips
Lucky for me
You scavenge the ground
And eat rotten fruit