Grow up on me
Like the new leaves grow
On the old trunk in spring
Just in case you want us to be a thing
Grow up on me
Like the grass grow
On the barren land in monsoon
Just in case you find me near my doom
Grow up on me
Like the dust grow
On the abandoned books
Just in case you want to enter through the crooks
Grow up on me
Like the wrinkles grow
On my grandma's face
Just in case you want to accompany me in my lone days...
