There are flowers in…
And it hurts, everytime,
…my heart, growing thorns.
And I won’t see you…
…again, you’re not a person,
You’re my friend, if we…
We meet, just by chance,
Can we kiss and can we dance?
If we meet just by…
There are flowers in…
And it hurts, everytime,
…my heart, growing thorns.
And I won’t see you…
…again, you’re not a person,
You’re my friend, if we…
We meet, just by chance,
Can we kiss and can we dance?
If we meet just by…
You want to leave me,
Will you leave me in your mind?
Think of me some time.
You want to keep me,
Will you help keep me alive?
Cause suicides too…
Too much on my mind,
Cause the way I am wont change,
Til I stop asking.
Well I wonder, do…
Do you hear me when you sleep?
I hoarsely cry, why?
Well I wonder, do..
Do you see me when we pass?
I half die, gasping…
Somehow still alive,
Fierce last stand of all I am,
Please keep me in mind.
Last night I dreamt that…
Just another false alarm,
… that somebody loved.
Last night I felt real…
No hope, no harm, false alarm,
…real arms around me.
So tell me how long,
This story is old I know,
Before the last one?
But Jesus hurt me,
When he deseted me, but
I have forgiven.
I was a good kid
Carried my heart in my hand,
Do you understand?
Why give me so much?
When there’s no one I can turn,
To unlock this love.
These tears I’m wailing,
I spill not without reason,
My dearest love my…
Take me to the place,
Where the grotesquely lonely,
I’ve been dreaming of.
I’ve hung on, hung on
Please, please be mine dearest love,
For one hundred years.
All your little quirks,
I swear to God I need ya,
Yeah I’m quite strange too.
Thinking tomorrow,
The places you want to go,
Without you I can’t…
A selfish lover,
The last heart you’ll uncover
Never no other.
Oh I can heart it
When that old song starts to play
Just cutting through me
In familiar ways,
The useless seems to matter,
Consumed and enthused
All that came before,
Give me everything I need,
Or enough to sleep.
It’s always the same,
Watched your face for a long time,
In the pouring rain.
It dies so quickly
Only thing worth living for
It grows so slowly.
Oh but it’s called love,
It’s called love, love, love love love,
It belongs to us.
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