[ Featuring
the Wildflowers ]
I always talk about the path I want to take
But never talk about the past
I'd rather talk of a nicer things
Like museums, art galleries
Than read a thousand diaries out loud
It's hard to be a butterfly when you act like a bee
Stinging other will just bring you down
You're no good without loving you
You're no good without loving me
So let's take hands
Take my hand
Take my hand
Take my hand
So I've got you if you got me
We live in the same colony
I'll be here when you need me around
Distance is a fickle thing
In length or in the time machine
But there's no length I won't go
To lift you up or help you down
Take my hand
Take my hand
Take my hand
