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 nearly are stares.

But now YOU are staring, 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 lovely land?

I’ll treat you like a royalty (clearly you are.)

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

'Ol Cupid’s arrow has struck through my skin

I never want to be without you again.