
Date of issue: 11.01.2009
Song language: English
Flowers in Her Hair |
Is it weird that all I wanna do is stay in tonite & talk to you |
About my fears & all I’ve done wrong about why I had to write this song |
I know the answer is surely no & I know my friends will beg me to go |
Out to find some way to blow all our money on alcohol |
Just find a few new silly ways all not to feel so small |
But if I had my way I’d sit right here, confident in holding you near |
And ask you sweetly to stay here for just a while longer |
Till my faith gets a little stronger |
Is it weird that I care to know is how you taste softly blow |
A little air into your ear all that my lungs can spare |
I hope my words are truly concise enough that they may for once entice |
A little reaction from you for just one time |
But if I had my way I’d sit right here, confident in holding you near |
And ask you sweetly to stay here for just a while longer |
Till my faith gets a little stronger |
Cause I can’t breathe, cause I can’t breathe |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t without you here |
(you are my nyquil) |
Am I odd, cause I can only let you know |
This in a song, or written in the steam outside your window |
But I’m telling you now, so please don’t, please don’t go If I had my way I’d spent every hour |
Laying with you & putting black flowers |
Into your red hair, until the worlds gardens go bare |
And if I had my way I’d sit right here, confident in holding you near |
And ask you sweetly to stay here for just a while longer |
Till my faith gets a little stronger |
My arms can’t hold the weight of your world any longer. |