Steven the bonsai tree
Sits on the desk next to me
When golden ball comes out to play
Steven grows his little way
Almost died but he was spared
His leaves grew like split end hair
Once belonged to our good friend
Then Steven never saw him again
(Mmmmmm)
But we'll always be there
Mhmmm
(Mmmmmm)
Yeah we'll always be
Better off doing our thing
Maybe a song maybe a ring
Will someone else claim your heart
Kill the light or light the spark
Here's the thing, we've shared the same
One way street for two to claim
Although our paths barely cross
I know there's love without the loss
No need to portion blame
For the hustle and the game
When all is said, and all is done
Will it be like we've only just begun
(Mmmmmm)
Yeah you'll always be there
(Mmmmmm)
And I'll always be there
Steven the bonsai tree
Sits on the desk next to me
He grows a little every day