Из альбома: The Shacks EP
There’s no orchids anymore
They’ve been picked right off the floor
And when you slammed the door it hit my head and hurt my heart
Baby, I was crying
I’m not crying anymore
There’s no orchids in the place
There’s no water at the bays
So I’ll head out to the shore
And I’ll sweep the ocean floor
Try to keep from drowning
I know that it is true and there’s an answer coming through
Reflected from the flowers
Whoah…
And when you slammed the door it hit my head and hurt my heart
Baby I was crying
Whoah… (x3)
Oh her land is cold and dry
One day orchids will grow
Oh her kindness, and her finesse
She’ll put on an orchids show (x3)