Malachi McNeill - Flower Girl Lyrics

Sat by the fireplace until the sun came shining through
The double doors on me
Everybody left hours ago and I'm in deep
Hoping pen to paper quiets my mind
I thought of you in your apartment down the street
Too small for the weight of the world
Passion changes shape and leads the whole ship off course
I don't write songs about her anymore
The heart of a lion beating bright on Sunday morning
Think I'm ready to let you in
All of the aches and pains of growing older into nothing
Will not matter much at all in the end
By the time I got to the front door
You left
I hate your phone calls in the middle of the night
The ones that always go something like
Honey, I don't drink and drive but I'd gladly catch a ride
On that old city bus when the sun starts to rise
With something bitter, and something real sweet
I hope they both don't get cold before you're next to me
I hope they both don't get cold before you're next to me
The heart of a lion beating bright on Sunday morning
Think I'm ready to let you in
All of the aches and pains of growing older into nothing
Will not matter much at all in the end
By the time I got to the front door
You left
I'll be so cavalier for you, flower girl
Try to ease the pain that you feel
I don't know where I belong
But I felt it in your arms
I don't know what it was but I hope it's real
I don't know what it was but I hope it's real
The heart of a lion beating bright on Sunday morning
Think I'm ready to let you in
All of the aches and pains of growing older into nothing
Will not matter much at all in the end
By the time I got to the front door
You left