Flowers
One thing I got, I got a lot to give you
Flowers and pods that come in from my garden
Sure got a lot, a lot of things to sing you
Come grab a spot and sit beside my window
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the panes, against your frame
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the pain, against your frame
Some things are not the things that lasts forever
Time never stops, she travels on in mystery
Sun follows slow on heels of stormy weather
Here shines a light, it's coming through the window
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the panes, against your frame
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the pain, against your frame
One thing I got, I got a lot to give you
Flowers and pods that come in from my garden
Sure got a lot, a lot of things to sing you
Come grab a spot and sit beside my window
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the panes, against your frame
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the pain, against your frame
Flowers and pods that come in from my garden
Sure got a lot, a lot of things to sing you
Come grab a spot and sit beside my window
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the panes, against your frame
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the pain, against your frame
Some things are not the things that lasts forever
Time never stops, she travels on in mystery
Sun follows slow on heels of stormy weather
Here shines a light, it's coming through the window
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the panes, against your frame
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the pain, against your frame
One thing I got, I got a lot to give you
Flowers and pods that come in from my garden
Sure got a lot, a lot of things to sing you
Come grab a spot and sit beside my window
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the panes, against your frame
Well, I've seen rain
Seen it coming, and it came
And I feel cold against the pain, against your frame
Credits
Writer(s): Lenaya Lynch, Rahill Jamalifard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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