Mustachio Ovlov

Got seeds of all kinds
Spread 'em open wide
And I know the truth
Of a different you

And we could be naturally
And I find mine
Don't wait

I've got nothing to show
But a newer low
Didn't you see my face
In a different race?

And we should see the sea and free
The weight in me
Don't change the way you say my name
It's fine; you're mine