If I thought you'd ever change your mind

I will bring you flowers, in the morning
Wild roses, as the sun begins to shine
Sweet perfume in tiny jewelled caskets
If I thought you'd ever change your mind
(...)
I will bring you happiness
Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow
I will bring you rainbow skies and summer rain to make your garden grow
And in the winter snow, my songs will keep you from the cold
(...)
But what use of flowers, in the morning
When the garden they should grow in is not mine
And what use are sunshine when you're crying
And my falling tears are mingled with the wine

Jepp, så är det. Doris visste minsann vad de skrev om.

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