The one who survives by making the lives
The one who depends on the services she renders
to those who come knocking
She's seeing too clearly what she can't be
What understanding defies
she says I need not to need
or else a love with intuition
Someone who reaches out to my weakness and won't let go
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like I'm the flowers trying to bloom in snow
anticipating night falling tenderly around her
She carries the axe so convincingly
sometimes she believes it
That she can be happy the way things are
be happy with the things she's done
She says I need not to need
or else a love with intuition
Someone who reaches out to my weakness and won't let go
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like I'm the flowers trying to bloom in snow
Where is the one who can change me
Where is the one who can save me
or else a love with intuition
Someone who reaches out to my weakness and won't let go
I've always been the tower
But now I feel like I'm the flowers trying to bloom in snow
I feel I like I'm the flowers trying to bloom in snow