Sweet Pea

There she goes 
She walks like she'd rather not be in clothes 
A seashell tear flows 
photographs and a waxed rose 
A good soul everybody knows 
Green her garden grows 
She sits on a fence - Sweet Pea 
I'll follow 
Sweet Pea 

Oil cans for a giant heart 
The children laughed trying on her shoes 
Boys and girls watch her move 
She sits on a fence - Sweet Pea 
I'll follow Sweet Pea 
I'll follow Sweet Pea