I used to know a love song. It was something about a flower. Blossomed out too early. When a sunny day turned sour. . Only for an hour. There's a blossom in the snow.
Fearless love, fearless love. Fearless love makes you cross the border. . At your church they asked for volunteers. To make a presence in the park. That's where the wicked planned to demonstrate.
Everything I knew falls away. All the shining lights and music will not stay. . Everything I do falls away. All the songs that I remember will not play.