Текст песни The Dirt That You Throw - Electric - Michael Daves

There should be flowers all around me
But when I look around not a one could I see
If it only takes dirt to make flowers grow
There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw
I gave them the rain that falls from my face
But there's not one petal, not even a trace
And you can't understand why flowers won't grow
There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw
Orchids and violence and roses entwined
Beautiful gardens all should be mine
But misery and sorrow is all that you sow
There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw
I gave them the rain that falls from my face
But there's not one petal, not even a trace
And you can't understand why flowers won't grow
There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw
I gave them the rain that falls from my face
But there's not one petal, not even a trace
And you can't understand why flowers won't grow
There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw
There should be boquets in the dirt that you throw