Flowers Die کے بول

Cold days of winter, have been and gone Wonder what the summer will bring? Maybe a new love to carry me on But first gotta get through spring I don't know why That all the rivers They're gonna run dry The first on, the last to go home There's a rustling behind me Turning back but should have known There ain't nothing to see I find myself searching For the real thing I don't know who I'll be hurting I came a long time ago Been around since I don't know when Stuck it out even though I don't fit But I feel so helplessly alone, alone, alone, alone I feel so alone Another broken heart guitar