Flower Boxes

Everywhere I look I see your handiwork
Now as a vine ascends the trellis
The cedar planks and more, the headboard and the floor
"Hold on tight," they seem to tell us

For the living must go on
Even though you're gone
Your soul remains in these flower boxes
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Every bird I hear is singing loud and clear
Just hold on to the gift you gave us
The cheerful light you brought, the tearful lesson taught
From despair our memories can save us

Oh, the things you made with pride
By hand, with love inside
Our hopes and dreams
All in these flower boxes

For the living must go on
Even though you're gone
Your soul remains in these flower boxes
Ooh, ooh, ooh

Everywhere I look I see your handiwork
Ooh, mmm