Irving - The Look of Flowers That Are Looked At lyrics

In the evening, afternoon Feel so tired 'cause there's nothing to do But wish the fireflies would come home soon Took a walk up into the hills Brought a book and a bottle of pills Waded through the gra** beneath the trees Don't ask me how Take your time, we'll arrive somehow You have the look of flowers that are looked at Sang you and myself to sleep Every night feels like a week Don't know if I should run or should I stay Laid and listened to the traffic die Sad voices trying to tell me lies Don't pay them any mind They'll disappoint you Don't ask me now Take your time, we'll arrive somehow You have the look of flowers that are looked at Love comes, and it fades away Like the sun moving through the day That's why I'll always love you In the morning