PURE
DELICATE SHE KNOW
LITTLE FLOWER BLOSSOMS AND GROWS
AS WE GROW TO KNOW EACH OTHER
LITTLE FLOWER SO BEAUTIFUL
SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW BEAUTIFUL
WELL MY EYES SEE CLEAR, INSIDE AND OUT
SO VERY PURE
FRAGILE I SUPPOSE
GROWS THORNS AND SCARS THE ONE’S SHE LOVES
LITTLE FLOWER
THAT SHE WOULD REACH OUT BEYOND HER GARDEN
LITTLE FLOWER WEATHER THE STORM
LET THE SUNSHINE OFFER THE WARMTH IN
SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW BEAUTIFUL
WELL MY EYES SEE CLEAR, INSIDE AND OUT
SO VERY PURE
SO VERY PURE
