The Flower In My Head

So now you wait for it
It comes to you
It just comes to you
It’s like the flower in my head
And I knew you would
It just comes to you
And all the voices in my hands of yesterday
If all but one faded away
It comes to you
Our blank endless stories on the wall
Our blank endless stories on the wall
New lines on my face
New lines of a poem
So loud and quiet at the same time
I dont know what we’ll find but don’t look back now
Before you wright now
Before you wright now
Our blank endles stories on the wall
New lines on my face
New lines of a poem
Our blank endless storieson the wall
New lines on my face
New lines of a poem
Before you rwight now
Before you wright now
Before you wright now