Wildflower

Wildflower up upon the second realm Of those colors how could anyone ever tell When you’re excited it’s hard to see When you’re alone it’s hard to be Thinking yourself into misery It kills to be so stupid Every time I smell your flower Holding on to every little sound Pedals falling to the ground I sure hope that you come around Special someone if I needed you I would know But I’m not done having thoughts that I never showed I’m still stuck behind the door I hope nothing’s wrong Something so right in a perfect night I can’t get used to anything Every time I smell your flower Holding on to every little sound Pedals falling to the ground Man I hope you come around Every time I smell your flower Holding on to every little sound Pedals falling to the ground I sure hope that you come around Like a perennial Oh I sure hope that you come around Her sensible ideas They always know what’s best Will smack me back into realty again But when won’t the chords be ignored Situationally I know it can’t be ah