I'm just a flower without its sun
Just a cowboy without his gun
I don't know where I'll be by the end of this year
If I'll blossom or die
I don't know who I'll be by the end of this year
Thinking this only makes me want to cry.
i'm just a flower without its sun
Just a cowboy without his gun
There's decisions to be made
That I don't want to know
No
I don't want to leave my right now
So
I'm just a flower without its sun
Until I start listening to you.
I'm just a flower without its sun
Just a cowboy without his gun
I can't sing in tune
I can't play guitar
When you compare me with who you are
No
I'm just a flower without its sun
and I don't want to listen to you.
I'm just a flower without its sun
Just a cowboy without his gun
I don't know who am I or what I want to be
So
Come on please quit bugging me
Cos
I'm just a flower without its sun
Now it's too late to start listening to you.
