Artist: Ani DiFranco
Album: Not A Pretty Girl (1995)
Title: This Bouquet
Lyrics This Bouquetgot a garden of songs
where i grow all my thoughts
wish i could harvest one or two
for some small talk
seems like i'm starving for words
whenever you're around
nothing on my tongue
and so much in the ground
nothing on my tongue
and so much in the ground
half the time i got my gaze
trained on your motel door
fourth door from the end
rest of the time my gaze lays
like a stain on the carpeted floor
if it weren't for my brain
i'd just go over and make friends
too bad about my brain
'cuz i'd like to make friends
see the little songbird
unable to make a sound
you'd never know she follows
her words from town to town
we both got gardens of songs
and maybe it's o.k.
that i am speechless
'cuz i picked you this bouquet
yup, sure am speechless
but i picked you this bouquet |
