In Bloom (in the woods)

One, two, three In the meantime, we'll get it straight I hope our friendship can recuperate 'Cause I've held you in place Of a wife, in the space A spouse would hold Only with you I'm safe In bloom with room to grow I'm only watering the seeds you sowed In my heart, in my chest Six feet beneath the flesh When you held my hand But you sighed BFF Oh-oh, oh, I hope you're not another supplement For absent relationships, 'cause When we're close in the car Or in the store or in a bar Sometimes I want to kiss my friends But you don't want that, do ya? You just want someone to listen to ya Who ain't tryna screw ya I swear I want that too, yeah I just want someone to listen to me Who ain't tryna do me As the night becomes dawn You and I become one You take my face in palm Call me the morning sun...