Children In Bloom

The Counting Crows

children in bloom cooking in the sun


waiting for a room of our own


leave my sister alone


she don't deserve this


she is a flower and i am a flower and


we are all alone





i gotta get out on my own


i gotta get up from this waiting at home


i gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones


i gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home





all these wasted dreams


waiting for the sum to open up my heart to anyone


bring me some rain


because i'm dying and i can't get this damn thing closed again





i gotta get out on my own


i gotta get up from this waiting at home


i gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones


i gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home





where's the funhouse this year?


the fairground's deserted and the skies don't seem as near


Nicole's my oldest friend


but the altar is empty and she'll never be a little girl again





i gotta get out on my own


i gotta get up from this waiting at home


i gotta get out of this sunlight it's melting my bones


i gotta get up from this slumber and get myself home


i can't find my way home