Hope I'm too late
To mess with your fate
To dig up a hole
Put you upright in place
I tell you sunflower
I'll water your grace
Hope I'm to late
To let you stand still
I tell you sunflower
There's still land to fill
Hope I'm too late
To win you the race
I'll fill up my lungs
Give wind a chase
I tell you sun flower
I'll water your grace
I tell you sunflower
I'll water your grace