Words & music by Væring 2001
She doesn't like it when you pick her up from school anymore
she takes the bus on her own now
still says she loves you, but mostly when you're lettin' her wear
your silver earrings and that's how
it's all beginning she's already set to go
a lovesome flower, about to blow
She draws her wisdom form the paperback books you've outgrown
she wears her hair in a pony tail
she shares a fag with a friend behind the bicycle shed
thinks no one sees she doesn't inhale
it's the beginning, she's already set to go
your lovesome flower she's about to blow
There's no simple thing you can do
that will make all her dreams come true
no single thing you can say
that will last all the way
She's got a discontented look as she studies her face
inside the mirror for hours
you think her beauty is beyond compare and want her to see
but it's not in your power
she says she knows from books and from magazines
what beauty really means
There's no simple thing you can do
that'll make sure her dreams come true
no single thing you can say
that will last all the way
She's got a friend who's old enough to know better and still
he tells her fate is in her own hands
she's saving up for a trip she's far too young to take
she got a secret escape planned
you think of something, something to do or say
some damn good reason to make her stay
There's no simple thing you can do
that'll make sure her dreams come true
no single thing you can say
that will last all the way
Now it's beginning, you're ready to let her go?
Your lovesome flower she's about to blow
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