Robyn Hitchcock

Robyn Hitchcock - Bright Fresh Flower lyrics

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She's my bright fresh flower and I love her
She's a soul born in this world divine
There's a Roman ancestor behind her
I say "Goodnight, sweet child of mine."
She's my bright fresh flower and I dream her
I wake in her to find the world sublime
Never could be bothered with mathematics
I say "Count me in, sweet child of mine."
Oh oh oh ooh
She's my bright fresh flower and I hold her
Tenderly as if I held her spine
Every time I feel myself I'm older
I say "Goodnight, sweet child of mine."
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Language: English

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