Words and Music by Michael Reynolds



Sweet blossom grew up on my windowsill

Born on the vine like a morning chill

Left in this world with all the time to kill

Wish Id never known her, never really known her





Sweet blossom smiled and learned to speak my name

And she spent everyday about the same

Snaking like the devil through my brain

Wish Id never known her, never really known her





And even now sometimes I still believe

My little flower blooms for only me





Sweet blossom twined herself around my heart

And she said dying was the easy part

If I had listened Id know where to start

Wish Id never known her, never really known her





Id wish Id never known her, never really known her

Wish Id never known her, never really known her