Tom Lord‐Alge - Petals lyrics

She's the angel on top Of the tree Sugar, honey, here she comes She's going to fall on me Innocence was our fire We told the truth I miss the sweet boys in the Summer of their youth [Chorus (x2)] Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you They will make you so, so cynical The fire burns the flesh; Destroys the best that made our souls She's the grace of this world She's too pure For the likes of this world This world is a who*e [Chorus (x2)] Oh, it's all mine Yeah, hey, it's all mine I never knew what I could be Oh the darling buds of May They fall with no sound They carry you down They carry you down Oooooh Ooooh ooh oooooh All the lilies bloomed and blossomed Wilted and they're shivering I can't stop their withering Oh, this world is a war [Chorus (x3)]