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a flower in my hand is the only gift I get from the show
the colour is faded, it’s broken and dry but it’s been born to show more
I don’t know its name but the beauty I see is mysterious and clear
it’s only a gift but I can see more, holding back tears

climb up the stairs, see her waiting just for me
with a dirty apron and her orange hair she looks like a freak
with an absent mind, scissors in her hand, she takes my gift away:
I can help you my dear, just don’t be afraid

your soul is a flower in my hand
just give you some water and you will understand
how to grow again
cut all these old leaves and turn to the light
believe in yourself
you’re longing for your summertime

her little room’s coloured by million flowers in every corner
she takes some of them, makes up a bouquet with my little flower
yellow and red, some of blue, green and black like a rainbow it shines 
she gives me the bunch and it will become mine

my soul is a flower in your hand
just give me some water and I will understand
how to grow again
cut all these old leaves and guide me to the light
give me all I need
I’m longing for my summertime

oh, don’t have to choose any colour, ohh, I just need some light to grow
oh, don’t want to choose any colour, cause life is so colourful

my soul is a flower in your hand
just give me some water and I will understand
how to grow again
cut all these old leaves – guide me to the light
give me all I need
I’m longing for my summertime



Lyrics: © 2007 by Julia Graff
Music: © 2007 by Julia Graff, Carsten Hütter, Thomas Jarzina, Armin Riemer

 

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