Envy

I envy the sunflower for being so easily able to follow the light
I wish to be heliotropic, and never myopic, and always so bright

I envy the tree for being so easily able to branch out and grow
I wish to be strong and never wrong;
I wish to stay upright even when the wind blows

Oh oh oh, oh, oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh

I envy the otters for holding each
other so tightly they don't drift apart
I wish to float, on my own, with no boat, and recognize love as an art

I envy the bees for trusting the
breeze, and helping the world to be sweet
I wish to be selfless, but never helpless;
I wish to spread color and lead like a queen

Oh oh oh, oh, oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh

I wish to stand tall, but I'd hate to make shadows
I'd stop feeling small if I could,
but then I wouldn't fit the clothes I've made, I know

I envy the leaves for changing color,
and bringing some light to this world
I might spend some time on the ground,
but I hope when I'm stepped on I'll still make a sound

Oh oh oh, oh, oh
Oh oh oh, oh, oh