Children And Flowers

You came a riding on a white doves wing

Wrapped in your beauty, you never felt the sting

of wanting, needing, cause you always had,

You think that nothing means, nothings ever bad

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Here's to the Children and flowers who play by the hours and never have to win

Because when no one is choosing, then no one is losing

and everyone plays in the windAnd now you're feeling things you don't understand

Your tears are falling in the palms of your hands

Your little white dove, she is crying too.

She know's that you're in love and I'm in love with you.

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