Poppy Flowers

I dreamed of bluebells and roses I dreamed of getting comfortable with you I dreamed of mornings composing It seemed I was comfortable with you The leaves fell on the bookshelf next to you I see responsibilities I didn’t choose The leaves fell on the bookshelf next to you I see it’s my choice how I move I thought of closing my eyes when you’re not there So I could see the way you smile I thought of taking matters into my own hands To rid me of empty time Right now you’re probably thinking 'bout When I was by your side I thought of the poppies that you picked me I wish they’d lasted a while The leaves fell on the bookshelf next to you I see responsibilities I didn’t choose The leaves fell on the bookshelf next to you I see it’s my choice how I move The leaves fell on the bookshelf next to you I see responsibilities I didn’t choose The leaves fell on the bookshelf next to you I see it’s my choice how I move I’m out here waiting for you Waiting for you, oh I’m waiting for you Waiting for you, hmm