Sunflower کے بول

She is made of autumn rain tracing down the windowpane Tea beside the fireplace, bedtime stories, finger paint I see, my sunflower's made of these my sunflower's made for me She is made of potter's clay thrown from stars of outer space, shining suns that chase away clouds upon a world of gray I see, my sunflower's made of these my sunflower's made for me In the autumn of her eyes whispered raindrops lost in night weeping willows start to smile, passing angel in sun light hay rides turning time, heaven harvests cider wine sun shower she is life, sunflower of blue-sky I see, my sunflower's made of these my sunflower's made for my sunflower's made for my sunflower's made for me