When I from 10 Minutes by Floral Queen

When I grow up I want to be a road
Carrying all the people I know
And even the ones that I don’t
To all of the places that they want to go
And then bring them all safely back home

When I get home I want to hold you tight
And never let you leave my sight
So sorry for those times we fight
I love you with all my might
And there’s nothing else more true, more right

When I get old I hope the world makes sense
Right now it’s so confusing I just feel dense
My thoughts aren’t worth two pence
But ignorance is a flimsy defence
And I swear I’m trying to repent

When I die I want to be embalmed
A perfectly preserved visage of calm
Two upwards facing palms
Keep me on display like a lucky charm
Now I can never be harmed

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