I saw I missed your call
Sorry for not picking up
I got the job at the flower shop


I sweep the floors but I'm talking to you
I see your eyes in the delphinium too
I've become a servant to their blue

Chin up
Stay on task
Wash the windows
Count the cash

I picked up another couple of shifts
I hear your voice when I'm closing
The nights fall like thorns off the roses

All around me the narcissus bloom
I picture the sun hitting you
The air is filled with their perfume

Chin up
Stay on task
Wash the windows
Count the cash
Cut the stems
To make them last
Keep it cool
Bеhind the glass

With their perfumе