wilted

I can't grow without your light
I can't grow without your love to water my roots
I can't thrive and bloom quite right
My vines are now my noose

Deprive me of the sun
I may grow, but I'll be gnarled and twisted, now
Petals fall one by one
I'm tilting, drifting, wilting

Wither away like bones to dust
Shrivel up, break and com bust
It's all gone and dead
Brittle, browned and wilted so wilted

What was once green is grey
Hysterical, useless and frail
My leaves have all decayed
Morning glory now nightingale

So wither away like bones to dust
Shrivel up, break and com bust
It's all gone and dead
Brittle, browned and wilted so wilted

Close your eyes
What'd you see now, love?
Can you picture the world without the sun?
I said, "Close your eyes"
What'd you see now, love?
Can you picture the world without the sun?

Bugs may eat my flesh bones to dust
Waning', rotting' and done bones to dust
But a new flower manifests, manifests
One that won't need the sun
One that won't need the sun
No, I won't need the sun

I'll be my own sun
I'll be my own sun
I'll be my own sun



Credits
Writer(s): Andy Hull, Paris Jackson
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