No Flowers

The garden is singing to itself Geraniums and red brick Petunias and love in the mist You planted seeds that didn't grow Until it was too late Now you'll never know my sorrow No flowers No flowers No flowers No flowers Your house is empty in a way Strangers call it home But the flowers are drenched with your name These days I say goodbye to friends I tell them that I need them And hope that I won't lose one again No flowers No flowers No flowers No flowers