He used to buy her flowers, but
He doesn’t anymore;
He never even talks to her,
Or knocks upon her door
So all the love he used to give,
She’s simply had to save —
The only flowers now
Are those that grow
Above his grave

He used to buy her flowers, but
He doesn’t anymore;
He never even talks to her,
Or knocks upon her door
So all the love he used to give,
She’s simply had to save —
The only flowers now
Are those that grow
Above his grave