So you want a potion to send me away
God is a feeling of loving yourself
You're precious to me, you know that
Oh, why I do not mourn
Loving myself
Tells me I'm right
Where do baby leaves go when they die?
Yes having my small niece becomes acceptable to me
Stretch in your arms
Wrap 'em 'round tight
I'd feel angry had I lost you and can't imagine where you might be
With all my might
God is a feeling of loving yourself
You're precious to me, you know that
Oh, why I do not mourn
Where do baby leaves go when they die?
Take a look inside you'll see
A message, something says to me
See how I'm doing
