Pretty Little Flowers Songtext

von Ian Britt

You, you came and changed my world.
Alright.

You, you turned it upside down.
You took me to the water,
And bathed me in the tears of a clown,
And now I'm smiling.

Oh now, all I see is pretty little flowers open up to me.
Take them home, press them well.
Bring them to the garden and lay them by the wishing well.

You made a mountain out of me.
This tiny little shoot, tiny little root, tiny little tree.
So tie your ribbon around me.
I can be your bitch, I can be your brick,
And I can be your me,
And you can be me see?

Oh now, all I see is pretty little flowers open up to me.
Take them home, press them well.
Bring them to the garden and lay them by the wishing well.

Don't recognise who I've become.
Don't recognise where I belong.
With slight of hand you fooled me good.
Cold whispers where I once stood.