I remember the day You came to my house Happy as hell Cause we've been around, Against everyone's thoughts And that's when I knew That you weren't the one.
On a dark day You can see it shining From a dark alley White with happiness Purity and grace Also tenderness.
Nobody would ever know How I feel When I touch a flower It goes deeper that than my skin Feeling like such a coward.
The nicest gift a girl could get They also work for funerals I bet A whole life stands behind a flower The birth, the death, the trust A fucking garden grows in everyone of us.
The scariest thing The littlest flower They're also annoying They have so much power They make women forget They causes men's death.
I wish I could enjoy them As everyone does Receiving smiles and love But that only 'cause They're beautiful That's true
But scary as hell Although not as much as you.