Sweet

Stars in my eyes, hiking up Griffith

Thinking about who was sad and what didn't

Get sad in the Midwest, wish I could tell you now

I wrote you a note, but I didn't send it

'Cause that's the best method the women here taught me about

What you don't really understand, I've got magic in my hand

Stars in my eyes

I'm a different kind of woman

If you want some basic bitch, go to the Beverly Center and find her

I'm sweet

Bare feet

If you wanna go where nobody goes

That's where you'll find me

In the sweet North country

If I'm not there, comе to my house on Genesee

What you doin' with your lifе? Do you think about it?

Do you contemplate where we came from?

Lately, we've been makin' out a lot

Not talkin' 'bout the stuff that's at the very heart of things

Do you want children? Do you wanna marry me?

Do you wanna run marathons in Long Beach by the sea?

I've got things to do, like nothing at all, I wanna do them with you

Do you wanna do them with me?

If you want someone, then just call me up

And remember where I'll be

Sweet in barefeet

You can find me where no one will be

In the woods somewhere, in the night, in the heart of the valley

In the sweet North country

If I'm not there, come to my house on Genesee