Lyric

Found a nice place

I'm thinking of going there

I want you to plant me there

It's not 1953 — I just thought of it

I want you to plant me there

Sometimes I want you to tell me what spring smells like

Sometimes I want you to tell me what the end of autumn feels like

Once in a while, that's fine

You'll understand (I believe)

You won't understand (And still, we get along)

I want you to plant me there