Wildflowers

They're picking wildflowers on a warm summers evening
Arm in arm they walked Forest Lane
Picking wildflowers as the sun sets low
Then they walked home again

No matter how busy, how heavy his load
No matter how worn from the day
When he came home he asked for her hand
To go walking the in the old-fashioned way

They're picking wildflowers on a warm summer evening
Arm in arm they walked Forest Lane
Picking wildflowers as the sun sets low
Then they walked home again

There weren't many words, he didn't have much to say
He carried his love in his eyes
She was his rest at the end of each day
His hope, his sea, his sky

They're picking wildflowers on a warm summer evening
Arm in arm they walked Forest Lane
Picking wildflowers as the sun sets low
Then they walked home again
They're picking wildflowers on a warm summer evening
Arm in arm they walked Forest Lane
Picking wildflowers as the sun sets low
He kissed her then they walked home again



Credits
Writer(s): Karen Clarke
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