Flower

Pretty like a flower You grow tall and fine So is it any wonder Why I call you mine And it grows And it grows And then starts again And I hold you my flower So, life can get in She moves around like water Falls through the earth Then some mystic memories With hands in the dirt And it grows And it grows And then starts again And I hold you my flower So, life can get in There is a garden The rain will come Despite the sun And wash you whole And it grows And it grows And then starts again And I hold you my flower So, life can get in There is a garden inside your soul The rain will come And wash you whole Pretty like a flower You grow tall and fine So is it any wonder Why I call you mine