I'm in love with Jesus Christ, he's so nice
I'm in love I'll say it twice
I'm in love
I'm in love but I'm feeling low
For I'm just a footprint in the snow
I'm in love with a boy I know
But that's a feeling I can never show
Fortunately I believe, lucky me
I'm searching for planes in the sea, that's irony
Soil just needs water to be, and a seed
So if we've turned into a tree, can I be the leaves?
I'm in love with the girl next door
Her name is Claire
I'm nice when she comes 'round to call
And masturbate the second she's not there
Fortunately I believe, oh lucky me
I'm searching for planes in the sea, that's irony
Soil just needs water to be, and a seed
So if we've turned into a tree, can I be the leaves?