Lyrics Flowers At The Door - Ryan Beatty

Flowers At The Door

Our heads connected
I got the message
You had your hands around my skull
Gave in to ashes
Passed up the acid
I look up to you when I’m below
Why don’t you turn me around
Why don’t you turn me around
Why don’t you turn me around
Draw on the pages
I won’t erase it
I want your mark on me, eternal
I cast a shadow
While I stand above you
It’s all I ever wanted, a turn
Why don’t you turn me around
Why don’t you turn me around
Why don’t you turn me around
What’s so wrong with wanting more
Rolling on the hardwood floor
Show me what’s like below
I’ll be where the herons go