Red Tulips

I've poured down

All that rain for her

So that I

Watered the tulips downstairs

And I've watched them grow

In my garden glowing in the night

Oh what a wicked game

It's a-hurting

They're rotting since she's got home

And I've watched them grow

In my garden glowing in the night

Oh what a wicked game

It's a-hurting

They're rotting since she's got home

You were just cool days haze

Oh What else

If not a nostalgic phase

But you bring me back

Warm days again in the night

Oh what a wicked game

It's not true

That it wasn't you by my side

But you bring me back

warm days again in the night

Oh what a wicked game

It's not true

That it wasn't you by my side