There she goes
She walks like she'd rather not be in clothes
A seashell tear flows
photographs and a waxed rose
A good soul everybody knows
Green her garden grows
She sits on a fence - Sweet Pea
I'll follow
Sweet Pea
Oil cans for a giant heart
The children laughed trying on her shoes
Boys and girls watch her move
She sits on a fence - Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea |