Oh sweet flower,
Could you play your song again?
The one beneath the sun rays
Carried on the wind?
I followed your melody,
That breezy summer's day,
To find you waiting
Though I'd gone astray
How sweet your song sang
As if to me you played
Your petals gently waving
My heart, too, was swayed
I find in days of trouble
You're the one I always tell
Could it be your many colors
Or that you listen so well?
But oh sweet flower,
You close tight when the night begins
I must wait for another day
When your song beckons again
The days pass while I wait
For the day your song will say
That even though the night has come
"My love, this time you shall stay."