You gave me a bouquet of flowers
And told me that this was the world,
And when each petals falls,
Another life is lost.
And when another petal is grown,
A life has came into this world.

You gave me this bouquet of flowers,
And told me,
You are giving me the world…
You told me
That the girl holding the bouquet,
Was the prettiest of them all.
The one who gave meaning for the people who couldn’t find any.
The one who was the light for your world.

So when I asked you for your heart instead.
Why did you run away?
When I asked you to stay,
Why did you disappear on me?
When I gave you my world,
Why did you decide,
To toss it all away?

You gave me a bouquet of flowers,
To be apart of your world,
But when I gave you mine,
Why didn’t you want to be apart of it?

In each of these petals,
A life is lost,
So when I return yours with no petals on the flowers,
I guess it pretty much means
Your world is dead without me