He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

I'll give it all to you There's no need to ask, babe Anything you ask me Is it that good? My love, my flower Is she that good? Am I that good? You're begging I can feel your knees sinking

Blue gardenia I lived for an hour Love bloomed like a flower Thrown to a passing breeze But pressed in my book Of memories Now I'm alone with you And I am oh, so blue He has tossed us aside

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

It's like I love this pain It's like I love this pain a little too much Love my heart all busted up Something 'bout her, we just don't work But I can't walk away She's no good for me I know that she's a wild flower She's got a restlessness A

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Black flowers blossom Most faithful mirror It's tumbling down (as in love falling apart) Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Gentle impulsion Shakes me, makes me lighter

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

You've done me wrong for a long, long time. And all you've done still never changed my mind so Try to love me, oh please honey try. My love for you will never die. These flowers grow where I lay and rest And these colored blossoms darling, hold to your

I see your face in every flower Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you The very thought of you, my love The very thought of you and I forget to do The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do I'm living in a kind of daydream I'm