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title:Wildflower.
date:Sunday, January 21, 2007 | Sunday, January 21, 2007


WILDFLOWER

Quiet hour
You have always been my wildflower
Showing up wherever beauty's lost its way
Your heart must break
I was free
Until I heard the song you sang to me
Pulling me away from everything I knew
To be with you
And everything I know just fades away
And every time you go it hurts me so
I don't know why when I know we're free
Free to fly

Here we are
Burning faster than the closest star
Falling back down to the Earth
I love you so it sometimes hurts
Closer still
You will find me standing on the hill
Waiting for you with my arms stretched open wide
Now, come inside
And everything I know just fades away
And every time you go it hurts me so
I don't know why when I know we're free
Free to fly
And everything I know just fades away
And where the wildflower grows it picks its space
And that's the way it is when nature plays its lovely hand
We'll understand everything
Everything, everything