dreaming that dream
dreaming of you
wake in the dark
it wasn't true
reach for your hand
find an old sock
cuddle myself
sigh as i rock
(chorus)
wild flowers
fields of wild flowers
blue and white
orange and red
I'll dream of them
til we're both dead
wild flowers
i'd seen them before
brilliant and bright
but who could have known
I'd miss them tonight
I'll lie here alone
my face on your shirt
cuddle myself
and smile as i hurt
(chorus)
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