Anthophobia

Days in love

Please don’t ever leave your love

Behind or in front of

These days in love

And we could be anyone we want to be

So what’s the point in being free these days, my love?

Saw you walking with that trickster guru

Who thought that he knew how to see in the dark?

Well in case you’re wondering, I’m not afraid of the dark

I’m not afraid to make sparks

You woke me up my little buttercup

I just can’t get enough

These days in love

And now that the day is over

No more crimson and clover

You’re hurdy-gurdy man’s got the blues

But if the morningbird does whisper

Oh honey, follow its tune

And let your buttercup bloom

Days in love

Please don’t ever leave your love

Behind or in front of

These days in love

And we could be anyone we want to be

So what’s the point in being free?

These days in love