The Thought
A man was born
He loved his creator
Wasn’t his mother
Wasn’t his father
Her name was nature
All he did was love her
To get to know her
Spend time together
Yeah yeah yeah
What was she thinking
What was she thinking
Whenever nature
Was in trouble
He kept her safe
Away from danger
He called her mother
She made him wonder
The world knew him as
The crocodile hunter
Yeah yeah yeah
What was she thinking
What was she thinking
She was trusted
She took advantage
Killed the man
Who went to heaven
Now he looks down
At his killer
He still loves her