Children & Flowers (Demo)

You came in riding on a white dove's wing

Wrapped in it's beauty you never felt a thing

No wanting, needing 'cause you always had

You think that nothing means

Nothing's ever bad

Here's to the children and flowers

Who play by the hours and never have to win

You see when there is no choosing

There is no losing

And everyone plays in the wind

You say you're feeling things

You don't understand

And tears are falling in the

Palms of your hands

Your little white dove now is crying, too

So happy you feel love and

I feel love for you

Here's to the children and flowers

Who play by the hours and never have to win

Because when there is no choosing

There is no losing

And everyone plays in the wind

Here's to the children and flowers

Who play by the hours and never have to win

Because when there is no choosing

Well, there is no losing

And everyone plays in the wind

Everyone plays in the wind

Everyone plays in the wind