I feel like the flowers in this vase-
He just brought 'em home one day,

"Ain't they beautiful?" he said

They been here in the kitchen and the waters turnin' gray;

They're sittin' in the vase but now they're dead, dead flowers.
I feel like this long string of lights,
They lit up our whole house on
Christmas Day,

But now it's
January and the bulbs are all burned out;
But still they hang like dead flowers.

He ain't feelin' anythin',
My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain;
I'm livin' in a hurricane, all he can say is,
'Man ain't it such a nice day?'

I feel like the tires on this car;
You said they won't go far but we're still rollin'...
I look in the rear view and I see dead flowers in the yard;

And that string of lights and it ain't glowin'...



I guess we'll just go to waste
Like dead flowers.

-M.L.