A bunch of dead flowers, kept in a vase And it's all that remind me of you Why do I keep them, well might you ask
They're all that remind me of you
Two separate people, two separate ways And I hope they may pass again Withered and dead like, your love for me
And they're all that remind me of you Once fresh and green now no, honey for the bee
They're all that remind me of you
A bunch of dead flowers kept in a vase And they're all that remind me of you Why do I keep them, well might you ask
They're all that remind me of you
They're all that remind me of you They're all that remind me of you
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