Flowers Die
Peter Perrett
Cold days of winter, have been and gone
Wonder what the summer will bring?
Maybe a new love to carry me on
But first gotta get through spring
I don't know why
That all the rivers
They're gonna run dry
The first on, the last to go home
There's a rustling behind me
Turning back but should have known
There ain't nothing to see
I find myself searching
For the real thing
I don't know who I'll be hurting
I came a long time ago
Been around since I don't know when
Stuck it out even though I don't fit
But I feel so helplessly alone, alone, alone, alone
I feel so alone
Another broken heart guitar