A flower is a lovesome thing A luscious living lovesome thing A daffodil, a rose, no matter where it grows Is such a lovely lovesome thing
A flower is the heart of spring That makes the rolling hillsides sing The gentle winds that blow Blow gently for they know A flower is a lovesome thing
Swaying in the breeze Playing in the trees In the silent night Or in the morning light Such a miracle
Azaleas drinking pale moonbeams Gardenias floating through daydreams Wherever you may go Wherever it may grow A flower is a lovesome thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
