Flora Laine
Low to the ground
An iridescence verdant and refined
Woven like garlands of time
And high on the bow
The earliest of thirsting birds look down
To see all the dew gathering 'round
I'll wait till she'll pass my way
A lady named Flora Laine makes the seasons change
(The ice splinters as she sends winter away)
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
The old man awakes
And stretches off his winter coat of arms
Spreading new life to the farms
And children run down
The stony wayward home
There's nothing like... to be in that feeling so high
I'll wait till she'll pass my way
A lady named Flora Laine makes the seasons change
(The ice splinters as she sends winter away)
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
Yeah, I'll wait till she'll pass my way
A lady named Flora Laine makes the seasons change
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
La-la-la-la-la-laaa
La-la-la-la-la-laaa
(The ice splinters as she sends winter away)
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
Oh Flora!
An iridescence verdant and refined
Woven like garlands of time
And high on the bow
The earliest of thirsting birds look down
To see all the dew gathering 'round
I'll wait till she'll pass my way
A lady named Flora Laine makes the seasons change
(The ice splinters as she sends winter away)
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
The old man awakes
And stretches off his winter coat of arms
Spreading new life to the farms
And children run down
The stony wayward home
There's nothing like... to be in that feeling so high
I'll wait till she'll pass my way
A lady named Flora Laine makes the seasons change
(The ice splinters as she sends winter away)
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
Yeah, I'll wait till she'll pass my way
A lady named Flora Laine makes the seasons change
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
La-la-la-la-la-laaa
La-la-la-la-la-laaa
(The ice splinters as she sends winter away)
My heart has been cold as stone but
Her springtime finds me alone and lifts up my hope
(Oh Flora! Oh Flora Laine!)
Oh Flora!
Credits
Writer(s): Gregg Garvey
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