Trample down the flower.
I don't feel for you
And it must be good
I don't feel for you
Even though I would.
You think I don't care
Maybe you are right
I just try to save
My low burning light.
'Cause I'm still confused
Thinking of these things
'Cause I am afraid
Of your sacred dreams.
But 'if you see my hands
Reaching for your love
Trample down my heart
Like a hopeless flower
Fallen from above.
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