You need a garden not a suitcase
If you want to grow sunflowers
You need some space, not just a fertile embrace
To turn some seeds into some towers
You'll find no way to grow in here
With all the windows closed
Poisoning the atmosphere
Hear me
Come into the garden with me
See the air kissed flowers
We need to tend the flowers
We need a bed of flowers
So hold me
There's still time to grow and change
Harvest years we've known and loved
So beautifully arranged
And tell me
What do you see when I sweep my hands
Adult flowers everywhere
Or just a yard of childish sand
It takes some time to grow the seedlings you have sown
Patience is free, it must be nurtured
As seasons change spring to winter
Love can heal chip and splinter slowly
That suitcase in the first line
Is standing in the hallway
A wedge in not a small way
Hear me
Close your eyes and stow your suitcase
See the air kissed flowers
We need a bed of flowers
And I need your sunflowers