As you tower the grasses
Flowers have gone
That my mother had planted
Denied the cold
Offer my thought and to you I am young
Offer my thought into you I am thrown
I I know Better to know
Better to know now
As you tower the grasses
Flowers have gone
That my mother had planted
To lower the sun
Offer my thought and to you I am none
Offer my thought into you I am none
I I know Better to know
Better to know now
And to you I am young
Into you I am thrown
And to you I am none
I I know Better to know
Better to know now