Hand to me a flower
And I’ll hand to you my heart
Straight from the beginning
Right from the very start
It’s a special kind of moment
When innocence is bliss
The years when things were simple
A time I sorely miss
When children were delightful
No judgement towards mankind
Just a small subtle reminder
That our hearts were open wide
We were kind to one another
There was no race or creed
When our hearts were full of gentle love
And it was so well received