Waiting for the day
When I'll get to use their powers
To take me away
So hard to smile when they frown and put us down
In my hour of dying
May I be with you
Take this soul of mine flying
Where my flowers bloom
Planting seeds to grow the weed our gardens need
Six months of my life gone by
I've worked and slaved and broke my back for hours
Watching my flowers grow
Storms in June, droughts in July, bugs in August
Crawling on my flowers
Now I'm going home
Watch the sunset sipping wine
Share this meal good friend of mine
Twilight comes let your mined rest
Partake in this kind harvest
Go ahead pick a flower if it's dry
Don't be shy light the fire let's get high
Dreaming of autumn flowers
Waiting for the day
When I get to use their powers
To take me away
Lord I've been waitin', anticipatin'
That magic day when I'll be high again
Dreaming of autumn flowers Waiting for the day When I'll get to use their powers To take me away So hard to smile when they frown and put us down In my hour of dying May I be with you Take this soul of mine flying Where my flowers bloom Planting seeds to grow the weed our gardens need Six months of my life gone by I've worked and slaved and broke my back for hours Watching my flowers grow Storms in June, droughts in July, bugs in August Crawling on my flowers Now I'm going home Watch the sunset sipping wine Share this meal good friend of mine Twilight comes let your mined rest Partake in this kind harvest Go ahead pick a flower if it's dry Don't be shy light the fire let's get high Dreaming of autumn flowers Waiting for the day When I get to use their powers To take me away Lord I've been waitin', anticipatin' That magic day when I'll be high again Explain Request ×
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