I took some time to get better
Still a long way to go
Changing my mind with the weather
Left all my angels in the snow
Give me your time, I won't waste a minute
Might say some things that I wish I didn't
Know it's behind, but I hate forgetting
I'd still give all of my bouquets to make sure you're okay
I want to feel like spring
Forget your real life, free
And I could lie and say that I wasn't tantalized by your two lips
Tulips, pick me, pick me
And I could've cried when you said that it wasn't really I that you pick
You pick, clueless old me