Buffalo Lyrics - Asking For Flowers - Kathleen Edwards

The summer months left me alone 

But the fall rolled in on the back of a storm 

In the night, you and I drove 

Have you ever seen lightning and snow? 

All these weeks without a note 

It's like a ticking clock every time that you phone 

I've run aground, truth be told 

And when it comes to me, I'll let you know 

Don't be like that 

Just my luck an Irish rose 

In a drinking hole, I'd played a thousand one shows 

What you need is to just go home 

And when it comes to you don't leave it alone 

Don't be like that 

Up ahead the roads were closed 

And the Genny's ran most of Buffalo 

The customs man at border control 

Said yes, you can go but you won't make it home 

Don't be like that