Pumpkin Seeds

There’s a lot of love, but not the kind I need
Have you ever made soup out of pumpkin seeds?
There’s a lot of skin and flesh I never should have seen
There’s too many half-ways and in-betweens
There’s a lot of stays I think I wish I’d done
There’s a lot of leaves my true love gave to me
There’s a lot of stays I think I wish I’d done
There’s a lot of leaves my true love gave to me
There’s a lot of birds that people like to draw
There’s a lot of sees I wish I never saw
There’s a lot of birds that people like to draw
There’s a lot of sees I wish I never saw