Black Flowers
Ed Cosens, Jon McClure
Now the sky will divide
Black flowers will bloom
For you and I can't deny
Our love got up and walked out of the room
Sat here with these strange lies, strange nights
But no one can do
These things that you do
No one can do
All these things that you do
If the stars
Refuse all to shine
And the earth lost its grip on the moon
There's a sigh then I'm resigned
To accepting our love's not immune
To all these strange lies, strange nights
But no one can do
These things that you do
No one can do
All these things that you do
No one can do
All those things that you do