Kalamazoo

Meet me after the show, you said
There is something I need you to know
I like French food and willow trees
And I was wondering if you would like to be with me

So take me to Kalamazoo
Wink at me from across the room
Tell me I'm pretty when I come home from a run
Tell me you still want me when I say something dumb

Build me a rocking chair
Come here so I can cut your hair
Turn off the stove top when I forget
I swear I won't, but we both know I'll do it again

Put me up on your shelf
With all of your coral and shells
It was raining when I first met your mother
She has your style, and so does your brother

Lose me and I won't go far
Or you could put me in a mason jar
You're leaving me in a couple of months
Or you could take me with, I'll squeeze in your trunk

Plant me like a seed
Water and sun are all I need
To be happy and your smiling face shining down
And maybe sometimes you could pick me up and spin me around

Help me shovel the walk
In the spring, I'll buy us some chalk
I'll draw a peacock and you a marching band
There's rainbows forming on the back of both of my hands

Make me a photo book
Join me when I want to cook
When you go there's just a few things that I need
Your soup pot, your sweater, and the sound of your sneeze