| The Flower |
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Well this flower is my soul
But it's not half of what I owe
I should give you every rose that I ever grew
But take this one here for a start
And you can keep it in your heart
I have everything I need because of you
Well if my life was long enough
To pack up everything I love
I would do just that and give it all to you
But it's impossible to pay
All the things that you gave away
Si this flower I give will have to do
All the flowers growing wild
For ten thousand lonely miles
It's not near enough to give you what I should
So I will owe you for a while
Maybe longer than my life
I would give you all the world if I could |
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