Tom Wehrle - No More Flowers lyrics

Mary lost her perfect world Grew up to fast for sure No one cared, or so she'd swear About no more flowers Mary had a way with words But all her lines were always blurred So she stayed, always in Rahway To find no more flowers Mary had her way with men Always got what she wanted from them But love and time, for that she'd die To find one more flower The morning cries with the bee's that fly 'Cause there's no more flowers