You and me
We sweat
We slave
We gamble recklessly as if a dagger in the dark
Me and you
We misbehave
We trample fecklessly upon the bladder of our hearts
But it's a happy flower in the morning sun
And it'll keep perfuming when the morning's done
This ain't no tacky flower in a masquerade
And it'll keep on blooming till it steals the shade
Of the garden 'neath our windowpane
You and me
We leave
We lie
We're running through the ramble off the road of sad goodbyes
Me and you
We tease
We try
We're cutting off the ample charms put forward from the skies
But it's a happy flower in the morning sun
And it'll keep on glowing when the morning's done
And though our happy flower doesn't make a sound
Well it'll keep growing till it fills the ground
Of the garden 'neath our windowpane
Happy flower, happy flower, happy flower...
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