I do not know what time it is
That's never been my way
I often know the month I'm in
I seldom know the day
Try as I do, to struggle
I can't find the strength to be
Upset with my surroundings
When there is only me
Who can I blame
For the untidiness here?
Who do I berate, on my own?
Where can I turn
When the tide is still coming?
Why don't I feel alone?
The flowers I gave you
Will hopefully save you
A moment of stress, and imbue
The rest of your day
With some 'will of the way'
So that you can see this way too
When all this is past us
And we're all together
I doubt I'll remember too much
Of all of the troubles, and sadness
And loneliness
And such
I'll only be happy to see you
And talk to you, face to face
As we did, once, long ago, now.
We'll laugh as we share in the moments
When we made the best of it,
Somehow
So take these here flowers
And please help them grow,
And plant them before too long.
See, I'm alone with this memory
Of the future and flowers and you
And I don't want to be wrong
