Flowers in My Hand

I'll put my sunny dreams away,

And save them for a rainy day,

But they all just drift away,

Like Flowers in My Hand,

I loved him once, I loved him twice,

But I never had to pay love's price,

I was holding to melting ice,

Like Flowers in My Hand,

What happened to my dreams and love so sweet?

I am walking, I am running down a one-way street,

Red grass is grabbing at my feet,

What ever happened to the Flowers in My Hand?

~Colleen Anne Carroll

 

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