Blossom

I knock on the door but no one's home
I look to the sky and I'm still unsure
The trees in the yard are casting shadows
Over the grass where we once played

I could just sit and wait here forever
Make it my own lonesome religion
I see a light, you know I'm clingin'
Sometimes you've just got to let it go

So don't you return to me my blossom
I want you to go and find your way
To burn the dead wood off all your branches
Then you will see the fruit is good

So don't you return to me my blossom
I want you to go and find your way
To burn the dead wood off all your branches
Then you will see the fruit is good

Lalala Lalala Lalalala
Lalala Lalala Lalalala
Lalala Lalala Lalalala



Credits
Writer(s): Cesar Sanchez
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