Fifteen succulents later
I'm ready to call this a home
I wasn't planning on being a plant mom
But for now there's no more road
And I've got three sourdough starters
I guess you could call them my friends
They muck up my kitchen and sometimes I miss them
And sometimes I wish they were dead
This is me now... I guess, I guess
This is me now... is it my best?
Probably not
But it's all that we've got
Two foster dogs later
And now I'm in need of a walk
With someone who loves me who won't make me talk
Make me unravel all of my thoughts
And now I've got all the channels
The handles and how to go mute
But all of my dreams are of singing and drinking
Around the whole lot of you
This is me now... I guess, I guess
This is me now... is it my best?
Probably not
But it's all that we've got