P. Seger Where have all the flowers gone A long time passing Where have all the flowers gone A long ago Where have all the flowers gone Girl,
P. Seger Where have all the flowers gone A long time passing Where have all the flowers gone A long ago Where have all the flowers gone Girl, they
to love him; he called me his flower a blossom to cheer him through life's weary hour but now he is gone and left me alone the wild flowers to weep
was so exquisite. You long for the flowers I get more from the hours spent Man instead of free of descent A day without argument You said you long for the flowers
simple way As the structure sits along the way Hey that`s known as the flowering rose, a flowering rose that said my name Kings and wine the flowering rose, the flowering
We live in a free world I whistle down the wind Carry on smiling And the world will smile with you Life is a flower So precious in your hand Carry
in this red space? (I'd like to slap you but I could never slap you) Between violence and silently seething Between my fist and my pollyanna flower Between
think it's maybe. What was I thinking Now that I'm sinking What do I say? Oh mama Has anybody seen my baby? Hey watcha gonna do... Power glower living on a flower
your face, and know I made it home. If nothing is true, What more can I do? I am still painting flowers for you, I am still painting flowers for you.
of the flower And there the smoke of the train To the heart of the flower The heart of the flower The heart of the flower The heart of the flower
My heart is a flower That blouses every hour I believe in a power Of love Well there's no .. There's .. soft on the pillow When I pray that we'll go back
Our lives? They're nine to seven Why aren't things wild? You said you was a flower child I can respect your soul searching But nows no time for questioning
(feat. J Star) [chorus] I'm a pretty little flower baby, babe Ya gotta, gotta be fragile with me, with me I'm a pretty little flower baby Don't crush
land, there's a million righteous men Waiting to pick a flower and make her a women How come you cannot see your majesty? You're a flower, that itself
[Barbra:] You don't bring me flowers You don't sing me love songs [Neil:] You hardly talk to me anymore When you come through that door at the end of
You don't bring me flowers You don't sing me love songs You hardly talk to me anymore When you come through that door at the end of the day... I remember
