Bluebells Will She Always Be Waiting
Sleeping on slivers
The cold wind of winter's chill
Silent she shivers
And dreams of the warm summer hills
If she would only open her eyes
She would see what was there and learn how to care
She got so much to learn
I'm sure that she can, or is that
Too much to hope for
That much is there
Will she always be waiting
Will she always be waiting
Will she always be waiting
Will she always be waiting
And when memory fades
Where are the better days, better time
Don't follow her
Reflections are bitter
All frosted and covered in ice
She pray they'll forgive her
She'll never pay their price
If she would only open her eyes
She would see what was there and learn how to care
She got so much to learn
I'm sure that she can, or is that
Too much to hope for
That much is there
Will she always be waiting
Will she always be waiting
Will she always be waiting
Will she always be waiting
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