Charcoal and grey, begging for a cyclone To come my way, whisk me to the sky and go
Where the wind spins blue again
With you again, seasons spills a dusty love
With providence, maybe we could rise above all of this
I'll find us bliss, and I'm convinced it's over the ledge, over the ledge
With wild poppies, running in my ropey shoes
I've got ambrose eyes, and I am blooming for you
With wild poppies, running in my ropey shoes
I've got ambrose eyes, and I am blooming
The intellect, I was always smart enough
But you neglect when I gave my heart enough
I follow your golden road
The courage to see the view that kept me blind
We're face to face and I pull the curtain while I can see
Your wizardry, and I prefer it over the ledge, over the ledge
With wild poppies, running in my ropey shoes
I've got ambrose eyes, and I am blooming for you
With wild poppies, running in my ropey shoes
I've got ambrose eyes, and I am blooming
And I am blooming
With wild poppies, running in my ropey shoes
I've got ambrose eyes, and I am blooming for you
With wild poppies, running in my ropey shoes
I've got ambrose eyes, and I am blooming