Cupid's Arrow

Out on the street, there’s an incredible vibe.

The day is so nice you just can't describe.

The birds are all chirping and they’re everywhere.

The Earth is alive, and I'm without care.

If cash makes you happy then there are a lot

Of unhappy people — they’re the ‘ol have-nots.

But everyone knows that the rich are the few

And just as unhappy as the broke-as-fuck crew.

Wherever I look there’s a radiant glow

That surrounds all the people that I want to know.

The breeze, it is blowing in my long brown hair.

I get looks from the people that are almost stares.

And stare, you do, and it strikes my heart.

Like a Tchaikovsky piece, you’re a work of damn art.
If I ask you nicely, could I take your hand?

Show you the secrets in this wonderful land?

I’ll treat you like a royalty as you clearly are.

We’ll swim endless rivers and we’ll count the stars.

'Ol Cupid’s arrow has struck through my skin

I never want to be without you again.