Wildflower - Nostalgia 77

Wildflower

In winter you sleep

Cold in the ground

Never a sound

Wildflower

Wildflower

In springtime you wake

Leaves reaching up to the sun

Starting to speak

Wildflower, wildflower

You love the?

of your kind

We love the valleys and mountains

Summer is here

Wildflower, wildflower, wildflower

Now autumn runs red

No warm rays are shed

But you left a beautiful seed asleep in your bed

Wildflower, wildflower, wildflower

Wildflower, wildflower, wildflower