- cifra
Let forgiveness mend the past
Heal our wounded hearts at last
Wait down by the flowing stream
Your return into my dream
Love so pure and ever true
Mends your heart and leads you through
Now a fleeting leave of gloom
As the sunlight fills the room
When the flowers grow
They lift their heads up to the glow
And find a way to make things okay
Line out to the sleeping sun
For a new day has begun
Be it false or be it real
This is what you made me feel
When the flowers grow
They lift their heads up to the glow
That clears the day and makes it okay
When the flowers grow
They lift their heads up to the glow
For me and you the sun will shine through
