Ant Farm

Hate a lot of things But I love a few things and you are one of them Hard to believe after all of these years but you are one of them Walk down the street I'm thinking: Everybody move along I've got a sad-hearted needing to belong Nevertheless It's all the mess you made But I can let it go Walk down the street I"m thinking: Look at all the ants in a farm I've got a sad-hearted feeling to harm Hate a lot of things But I love a few things and you are one of them