Today I found myself
Walking away
Its not strange for me
To go searching alone
No one knows where I’m going
I wanted to stop feeling sorry for myself
So I decided to try something else
Oh I decided to go to
The florist’s shop
I know you know the one I’m thinking of
I walk in, the scent hits
A rainbow of petals from spring
She says they’re all from Amsterdam
I wonder how they got here
If they feel lonely far from home?
They won’t grow no more
It’s not something that they asked for
Yet here they are
I put those thoughts aside to focus on
Choosing flowers I think she’ll like
She brightens up my life
A friend who helps me see light
I want to get this right
But the more I talk to the florist from the florists' shop
My heart begins to drop
She says they assume that
Since she works with flowers all day long
She’s tired of seeing tulips
And her love for lilies has gone
But they've got it all wrong
Oh
No one buys me flowers
They only buy my flowers
She said
But no one buys me flowers
They take what I give
So when I go home, alone
In a colourless world I live
She laughed it off
But even if she didn’t really mean it
I just can’t shake it off
Walking away
Its not strange for me
To go searching alone
No one knows where I’m going
I wanted to stop feeling sorry for myself
So I decided to try something else
Oh I decided to go to
The florist’s shop
I know you know the one I’m thinking of
I walk in, the scent hits
A rainbow of petals from spring
She says they’re all from Amsterdam
I wonder how they got here
If they feel lonely far from home?
They won’t grow no more
It’s not something that they asked for
Yet here they are
I put those thoughts aside to focus on
Choosing flowers I think she’ll like
She brightens up my life
A friend who helps me see light
I want to get this right
But the more I talk to the florist from the florists' shop
My heart begins to drop
She says they assume that
Since she works with flowers all day long
She’s tired of seeing tulips
And her love for lilies has gone
But they've got it all wrong
Oh
No one buys me flowers
They only buy my flowers
She said
But no one buys me flowers
They take what I give
So when I go home, alone
In a colourless world I live
She laughed it off
But even if she didn’t really mean it
I just can’t shake it off
( Freya Niamh )
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