Ladybug in red, you got very far for a little girl, and
still I wonder how you did it: you tip-toed gently
through the keyhole and fastened back the lock. Rest now
on a tea leaf that's dry and cracking to catch your
breath. I would imagine you required quite some endurance
to make it the whole way back to me. Sitting by the
window, you're so defiant, you're so carefree. You
stretch your wings and smell the carpet. I'm waiting to
see where you'll go when you're sticken with the nerve.
Your spotty bright umbrella covers your back and it seems
as though you never heard that luck goes badly when you
show all your colors without the covering of the sky.
Teach me all your dances and lady, I'll write you a song,
but in the long run, baby, we would never get along.
Please don't ask my counsel to hurry and cast its final
vote; you're hovering at the edge of a Post-it note. I
wish that I could catch you here in my palm. Yeah, I wish
you'd land here and stay quiet. You'd read my life lines,
and you'd read into them while I'd carry you back out
into the yard. But I get super scared. I'm afraid I'll
crush you or that you'll be crushed when you get back
there, by things unwieldly. The weight of the world makes
me wish that you could just stay inside with me. Teach me
all your dances and lady, I'll write you a song, but in
the long run, baby, I know that we'd never get along.
Ladybug, don't smile too sweetly, because it might
already be too late; I'm carrying you on the edge of a