Children & Flowers

You came in riding on a white dove's wing Wrapped in it's beauty you never felt a thing No wanting, needing 'cause you always had You think that nothing means Nothing's ever bad Here's to the children and flowers Who play by the hours and never have to win You see when there is no choosing There is no losing And everyone plays in the wind You say you're feeling things You don't understand And tears are falling in the Palms of your hands Your little white dove now is crying, too So happy you feel love and I feel love for you Here's to the children and flowers Who play by the hours and never have to win Because when there is no choosing There is no losing And everyone plays in the wind Here's to the children and flowers Who play by the hours and never have to win Because when there is no choosing Well, there is no losing And everyone plays in the wind Everyone plays in the wind Everyone plays in the wind