I think my green thumb has led me to a real one
So glad the soil has yielded something more than bad luck

I began to believe nature’s magic was reserved for bees
Not for the men I meet

But those who sleep with flower by their head
Wake up with a lover in their bed

Don’t tell me the universe ain’t listening
I went to bed single now I’m kissing
A man that was once a hyacinth

He never played football
But look at how he holds me
He never needed silverware but I’m his little spoon and all the soup on his mouth came from me

Distant men ain’t fine as they used to be
The handsomest guys are caring and nearby

Life has taught me, life has shown
All the love I need is home

Don’t tell me the universe ain’t listening
I went to bed single now I’m kissing
A man that was once a hyacinth