The flowers, the flowers seem to be
Slowly sipping sunshine
And blowing out the breeze
The hours, the hours seem to be
Tick tock ticking time flies
Slow it down for me
When night falls
And the air grows colder
Close my eyes
Wake up one day older
The mothers, the mothers seem to be
Counting all their blessings
Knowing that they'll leave
The lovers, the lovers seem to be
Twist and bound together
Winding themselves free
When night falls
And the air grows colder
Close my eyes
Wake up one day older
One day older
Wake up see the time
So much on my mind
Lately it seems
I can't find the
Time to slow it down
Breathe in let it out
Take a look around
And I notice
The flowers, the flowers seem to be
Slowly sipping sunshine
Slowly sipping sunshine
Slowly sipping sunshine

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