Wildflower bouquet

I like wildflowers

And don't tire of golden hours

Please don't make me

Leave fall behind

The smell of the ocean

Its shells though they're broken

More than its memories

More than its tokens

The sky through it's waking

And hearts through their breaking

Ahhhhhhh

Ahhhhhhh

Please don't make me leave them behind

Don't forsake in betweens we may find

I like wildflowers

You like lemonade

We both walk hand in hand

Although we're not the same

Resting in the chorus

Sitting in the forest

Spaces with nothing

But dreams waiting for us

The moon through its setting

A boat and it's heading

Ahhhhhhh

Ahhhhhhh

We won't leave them behind

Sitting in the in betweens we may find

Let's find wildflowers

Pictures of old clock towers

Make a bouquet

Daisy hours

Hazy hours