Two plastic frogs are kissing on my nightstand
I put them there to remind me of what I want
Sometimes they separate, but I push them back together
Two plastic frogs in front of my alarm clock
They can hold hands if they want to
They can make out as they please
But they're plastic, only plastic
But it's sweet
People make things complicated
Never seem to satisfy
But my frogs seem to be happy
And so am I
Times I enjoy most are times when I'm not thinking
Thinking of things and the ways that they should be
Maybe next time I won't push my frogs back together
They look content, and that is alright with me
Seeking things out that are simple
Genuine moments of joy
Cause I love you, yeah I love you
All of the time
Feelings for you aren't romantic
When I think of you my heart swells
It's platonic, just platonic
But you make me smile
Do you want to become with me
Two plastic frogs?