Forget the hour, forget the day

Forget all the times you were there

Is this a flower, is this a bed

Am I supposed to see or regret

Life keeps moving and I see it

But I don’t just want love,

I want to wake up near a smiling face

To see a sunset dance with grace

To hold your hand and brush your hair

And always be there, and always be there...

As my day comes to an end

I’m reminded that I’m getting older

And I wish time would never end

When I’m with you, when I’m with you

Day to day, hour to hour

My life is like an amber flower

Flame so bright but gentle at heart

Will you be my flower pot, will you be my flower pot...

The door is still open if you choose to maybe go in

I’m still always hoping, I’m still always hoping...