Wilted کے بول

I can't grow without your light I can't grow without your love to water my roots I can't thrive and bloom quite right My vines are now my noose Deprive me of the sun I may grow but I'll be gnarled and twisted, now Petals fall one by one I'm tiltin', driftin', wiltin' Wither away like bones to dust Shrivel up, break, and combust It's all gone and dead Brittle, browned, and wilted (So wilted) What was once green is grey Hysterical, useless, and frail My leaves have all decayed Morning glory now nightingale Wither away like bones to dust Shrivel up, break, and combust It's all gone and dead Brittle, browned, and wilted (so wilted) Close your eyes What you see now, love? Can you picture the world without the sun? I said close your eyes What you see now, love? Can you picture the world without the sun? Bugs may eat my flesh (Bones to dust) Wanin', rottin' and done (Bones to dust) But a new flower manifests (Manifests) One that won't need the sun One that won't need the sun No I won't need the sun I'll be my own sun I'll be my own sun I'll be my own sun