Sweet Blossom
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Sweet Blossom
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Words and Music by Michael Reynolds
Sweet blossom grew up on my windowsill
Born on the vine like a morning chill
Left in this world with all the time to kill
Wish Id never known her, never really known her
Sweet blossom smiled and learned to speak my name
And she spent everyday about the same
Snaking like the devil through my brain
Wish Id never known her, never really known her
And even now sometimes I still believe
My little flower blooms for only me
Sweet blossom twined herself around my heart
And she said dying was the easy part
If I had listened Id know where to start
Wish Id never known her, never really known her
Id wish Id never known her, never really known her
Wish Id never known her, never really known her
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