Flowers bloom,
But they don't see,
The emptiness
You've left in me.
In every petal,
Story untold,
Of a warmth
That's now turned cold.
Flowers bloom,
But they don't see,
The emptiness
You've left in me.
In every petal,
Story untold,
Of a warmth
That's now turned cold.
Flowers bloom,
But they don't see,
The emptiness
You've left in me.
In every petal,
Story untold,
Of a warmth
That's now turned cold.