Woorden: River City Rebels. Keepsake Of Luck. All The Flowers.

If I knew your love was forever, I'd never be let down
Mirrors would be so obsolete in an inner soul searching world
The poets would turn to painters
The caterpillars would all fly away
The rain would stop running south like the tears that coinside

A general smile would last for days
In a boys life filled with only you

The color purple would lose its hue
for a lighter look like baby blue
The full time dreams would be jobless
And sleeping wouldn't mean a thing
The days would be apparent
With your multiples on through the night
If I knew

That all the flowers cut for lonely lovers
could one day grow again
And all the flowers cut for lonely lovers
could one day grow again
And all the flowers cut for lonely lovers

Jealousy would mean that I miss you
And trust wouldn't be no word
A mother's love would be second;
A father's love would be third
The poets would turn to painters
The caterpillars would all fly away
The rain would stop running south like the tears that coinside
The singers that sing only sad love songs
Could finally see the other side of the coin
If I knew