The Flowers of London

Lyrics

I will make my bed and stumble down the stairs
There your tangled hair and laughter fills the air

Now the laughter’s gone I’m staring at the floor
I don’t understand the deepest love has gone

When we were young
Days in the sun
When we were young
We had a farewell

Days are going by I’m feeling kind of new
Darkness filled your heart when we were young and true

When we were young
When we were young

When we were young
Days in the sun
When we were young
We had a farewell

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