I will bring you flowers in the morning, Wild roses as the sun begins to shine, Sweet perfume in tiny jeweled caskets, If I thought you'd ever change your mind. I would take you where the music's sweetest, Feed you winter fruits and summer wine, I'd show you things you've only seen in storybooks, If I thought you'd ever change your mind. I would bring you happiness wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow, I would bring you rainbow skies and summer rain to make your garden grow, And in the winter snow, my songs would keep you from the cold. But what use are flowers in the morning, When the garden they should grow in is not mine? And what use is sunshine when you're crying, And my fallen tears are mingled with the wine? I would bring you happiness wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow, I would bring you rainbow skies and summer rain to make your garden grow, And in the winter snow, my songs would keep you from the cold. I will bring you flowers in the morning, Wild roses as the sun begins to shine, Winter fruits and summer wine, Sweet perfume and columbine, If I thought you'd ever change your mind. If I thought you'd ever change your mind. If I thought you'd ever change your mind.