She makes dandelions bloom whenever she's near In the grass, Sunflowers face where the sunshine goes. I don't really care if I'm staring at the sun.

The flowers wilt so soon, and I'll admit I love you and my days reset, I forget how to close a conversation, Though flowers never care. There's nothing if you're not there.

"Staring at the sun?" She smiles and sits next to you and rests her head on your shoulder