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