FLOWERS

Please be mine
Flowers, he’s got flowers
Flowers, pretty flowers
Flowers, he’s got flowers
Flowers

Flowers in every form, every color, every hue
Flowers make me dream of love, a dream of love with you
But for a flower, how would you ever know?
With every step you take, that’s where my heart must go

Flowers, he’s got flowers
Flowers, pretty flowers
Flowers, he’s got flowers
Flowers

I stumble, stammer, I got no bedside manner,
I just stare into your eyes. Stupid Cupid left me muted, what good are alibis?
The language that a flower speaks I may never know
But just once if I could, baby, then you’d know

Flowers, he’s got flowers
Flowers, pretty flowers
Flowers, he’s got flowers
Flowers
Flowers
Flowers
Flowers
Flowers

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

FLOWERS