Text: Millencolin. Home From Home. Botanic Mistress.

I felt like Travis Bickle, tyrannical, lonely and blue
I don't know why I went to Botanical but there I met you
You made me go from blue to green just in time
Before I get mohawk
When we're together I'd say we look like brooklime
And you can't talk or walk but I love your leafstalk

All I wanna do
Is live my life with you
Talk you've gotta grow
I'll give you H2O
All I want to do
Is live a simple life here with you

Your way! I'll send no billet-doux!
If you rather want me to I'll buy a green house for you
You'll always be on the sunny side of my heart
I hope you don't dry out at times when we're apart
Hope you don't leave me in the cart!

As I said
I really hope that you don't leave me in the cart
Coz if you do dry out then that will truly break my heart
And I'll feel like Blickle once more
And maybe I will loose it
Go insane and start a gun war?!