Testo di Velo Da Sposa

If life's a bouquet, I guess You were the baby's-breath You filled in all the gaps You filled in what was left But it is not your fault Don't take it that way at all Blame it on the florist The beautiful are first picked We are wildflowers at the end of the day I thought for a moment, for a moment you'd stay Stay a while among my own romantic decay, decay You'd stay a while here in my bouquet