Rose goes in glasss vases
Perfect bodies, perfect faces
They all belong in magazines
Those girls the boys are chasing
Winning all the games they’re playing
They’re Always in a diferente league
Stretching toward the sky
Like I don’t care
Wishing you could see me standing there
But I’m a sunflower, a little funny
If I were a rose, maybe you’d want me
If could I’d change overnight
I’d turn into somenthing you like
But I’m a sunflower, a little funny
If I were a rose, maybe you’d pick me
But I know you don’t have a clue
This sunflwer’s waiting for you
Waiting for you
But I’m a sunflower, a little funny
And if I were her, maybe you’d pick me
But I know you don’t have a clue
This sunflower’s waiting for you
Waiting for you
