These flowers, such pretty flowers. Might not mean much to you, but to me they're everything. I hold on to them with my open soul, so open that anything could break me. But with you, only you, I feel safe.
These flowers, such pretty flowers. Might not mean much to you, but to me they're everything. I hold on to them with my open soul, so open that anything could break me. But with you, only you, I feel safe.