Basil

Wish I could live in a garden
Although I have a red thumb
There'd be a swing on a tree in the garden
And a stream so cold my toes would get numb

I'd be so happy in my garden
No one would ever call me dumb
We'd all be kind inside my garden
We'd just sing and laugh until the morning comes

But I don't live in a garden
I live on a computer screen
I'm all alone inside my home
Where no one can hear me scream

But I dream you would come and swing with me
Underneath a blooming cherry tree
To talk about what we wanna see
What we wanna do, what we wanna be

I have no riches to offer you
No diamonds, or rubies, or sapphires blue
But darling I would give you my hand
If you just buy me a basil plant

And basil cures depression
At least I read that online once
And to make a quick confession
I still believe I'm just a dunce, you see
But I'd feel a little better if you got some basil for me

There's so much basil in my garden
In the garden I made up
I could raze a billion every day
And there'd still be more than enough

But I'll never live in a garden
I have a crippling fear of dirt
I live here in the real world
And in the real world you get hurt

I blurt out won't you come and swing with me
Underneath my made up cherry tree
To sing or talk or just hold hands
Either way I'd understand

I'm afraid that I'd have nothing to say
But I'll keep talking anyway
And darling I would give you my hand
If you just buy me a basil plant

And basil cures depression
At least I read that online once
And to make a quick confession
I still believe I'm just a dunce, you see
But I'd feel a little better if you got some basil for me

And how to cure depression
I've looked that up online once or twice
But I think you're so nice
So won't you come and swing with me?