My Tiger My Heart

As sweet as a plum and lovely as dawn

Rolling its tongue over its gums

Like tiger and me as happy as could be

Sat out on the porchAs the whole of the sky

Clouds quietly over

And it starts to cry

Softly on my shoulderWe don't want to grow up

But we have to grow up

As sad as I am, I do understand

I do understand, it just makes me sadMy tiger my heart

We're growing apart

We're trying to be friendsBut it's hard sometimes

To be friends with something that eats butterflies

And pencil sharpeners

And I think it would be happier being freeMy tiger my friend

My little godsend

I know someday, we'll be happy again