Shrinking Violet
Bishop Allen
Oh, my shrinking violet
I left my basket of impatience at your door
I brought my tulips for your two lips
But the bulb don't burn anymore
Ain't it a shame just how much rain we got
The April showers blot out the sun
So much dear that your roots still rot
And we're waiting til the kingdom come
Oh, my shrinking violet
I left my basket of impatience at your door
I brought my tulips for your two lips
But, the bulb don't burn anymore
The night chain rain will fall on us
The daffodil's struck down
But, in the morning, glorious
I will wait until the kingdom come
I will wait until the kingdom come
Share
More from Bishop Allen
Don't Hide Away
Bishop Allen
The Ancient Commonsense Of Things
Bishop Allen
True or False
Bishop Allen
Dimmer
Bishop Allen
Tiger, Tiger
Bishop Allen
The Envy of the Bees
Bishop Allen
Abe Lincoln
Bishop Allen
Clementines
Bishop Allen
St. Ivan's Day School
Bishop Allen
The History of Excuses
Bishop Allen
Song for Daniel
Bishop Allen
Wekh
Bishop Allen
Choose Again
Bishop Allen
The Chinatown Bus
Bishop Allen
Rain
Bishop Allen
Middle Management
Bishop Allen
Central Booking
Bishop Allen
Suddenly
Bishop Allen
Winter Coat
Bishop Allen
The Costume Ball
Bishop Allen