I feel like the flower man
He's blossoming but can barely stand
Nowhere to go but eternally free
Kicked by the wind and the wilting sea
I feel like the flower man
He may be late but he's got a plan
A couple drinks and he's on his way
In his heart, he'd like to stay
Flower man
You were supposed to be mine
Flower man
You were supposed to be mine
Flower man
You were supposed to be mine
Flower man
You were supposed to be mine