Teenage tulips

 

 

Susanne hears me whistling

when I walk my dog 

her face is her faith

Susanne is no tightwad

no hedgehog in the shade.

 

You invite me to your party

as the only boy guest

we eat tulips as if they were grass

I hope that you will be satisfied

and it will never ever pass

my hands are not tied

I like to think we fit

there is nothing about you that I can hate

your face is your faith

I think it's weird

you never discovered it.

 

Susanne knows the melody

I pass by her house 

your face is your faith

I'm in love with you girl

I drink from your shade.

 

You invite me to your party

as the only boy guest

we eat tulips as if they were grass

I hope that you will be satisfied

and it will never ever pass

my hands are not tied

I like to think we fit

there is nothing about you that I can hate

your face is your faith

I think it's weird

you never discovered it.