Michael Jaskewicz - Send The Flowers (feat. The Crooked Tree Band)

Ain't it like the summer
To go running off so fast
Ain't it like the dreams I had
They were made to last
To the fields I've ever roamed
Send the flowers, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Ain't it like the moonlight
To throw punches at the stars
Ain't it like my sanity
To go running off to Mars
When the tears have turned to stone
Send the flowers, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
It's only love
Ain't it like the raindrops
To wash away your past
Ain't it like the whistling winds
To fill up your mast
To the roads I've never known
Send the flowers, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
It's only love

Written by:
Michael Jaskewicz

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