Wouldn't That Be Fine - Nanci Griffith

Dreaming of autumn flowers

Waiting for the day

When I’ll get to use their powers

To take me away

So hard to smile when they frown and put us down

In my hour of dying

May I be with you

Take this soul of mine flying

Where my flowers bloom

Planting seeds to grow the weed our gardens need

Six months of my life gone by

I’ve worked and slaved and broke my back for hours

Watching my flowers grow

Storms in June, droughts in July, bugs in August

Crawling on my flowers

Now I’m going home

Watch the sunset sipping wine

Share this meal good friend of mine

Twilight comes let your mined rest

Partake in this kind harvest

Go ahead pick a flower if it’s dry

Don’t be shy light the fire let’s get high

Dreaming of autumn flowers

Waiting for the day

When I get to use their powers

To take me away

Lord I’ve been waitin', anticipatin'

That magic day when I’ll be high again