My flower would not unfoldalways waiting for some sunnier day.

Quiet and patientbut afraid and hidden away.

And the awful truth's been toldmatter of fact

And I can't take it back and I wouldn't want to

Or at least that's what I say.

Will you come out now? 

Now that it's too late for me to be in on the scene.

I hurt you badbut you know you're a dream.

Do you want successoh yeah.

Through somebody elseoh no no no no.

So start overit's been a time since you've had to.

Do you got your own thing? yeah.

What you want to do for now:stop taking everything back.

It confronts you just lying down.

Will you come out now? 

Who would you do it forunlucky charmbeautiful collapsing star? 

Who would it be? 

Why wasn't it me?