Sweet flower
I’m so blue
I’m going out and about on the two stories
Pressure me into forgiveness, and take the wilting love
And fill me with your serene life, and deliver me too

My heart cries for the crumble pie
Make me a piece of crumbled lines
All I need is day of break from work and reading
Let’s talk about the right rain, and be wrong as the clouds hiding my lifeless eyes in gliding through to you