Garden

Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon
Talking bout lovers that hate the rules
Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon
Talking bout lovers that hate the rules
Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon

I was sure
From the first day that you came to my door
I told you to come and explore in my room
Under the blanket we hid from the moon
Rhetorical questions don't know what to do
Counting my blessings I know where to move
King like the chess piece
I'm protected
Counting my blessings
Your gardens what I'm addressing (yeah-ah-ah)

Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon, too soon, too soon
Talking bout lovers that hate the rules, the rules, the rules
Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon, too soon, too soon
Talking bout lovers that hate the rules, the rules, the rules
Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon
Too soon
Talking bout lovers that hate the rules
The rules
Talking bout flowers that bloom too soon



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Maclean
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