At those times when she says she loves me
I pretend not to understand, so she explains:
If I take one drop from the ocean of my love
and let it fall onto the ground,
the earth would have to call all the ants in the world
to dance at the same time,
then the trees would shake until
the leaves fell and covered all the earth,
and then the wind would have to come
and lift and twirl the leaves for the
whole world to celebrate that one tiny
drop.
Of course I don't always understand, and
she would have to repeat herself.

My sweetheart is a genius.
A genius like no other genius
could ever be.
A genius so big no eye could see
how big big could be.

Only sometimes is she a little bit stupid,
but that's only when she gets her monthly thing.
She would act all dumb on me,
and then I would have to be the smart one,
but only for two days.