An old love of mine to wed the worst man she finds A blossom that’s bloomed In a house that’s a tomb Trapped in the rhododendron fumes Bit by the spring Hurt by the thing Plagued by the memories that it brings No peace in the miles There’s word of the coming of a child The broke can still break Oh, what time can take Somewhere in the rules lies the stakes Bit by the spring Hurt by the thing Plagued by the memories that it brings Bride to be My only friend is leaving me in a spring with no end Bride to be, my only friend
