Orchid lyrics

My orchid has died

I left it inside

Away from the sun

When the birds did not come

Oh, I'm sorry for the things that I can't do for you

But in the morning I'll write another song for you

And we collect stones

From a man who breaks them all up

To replace our bones

When there's no more wine in our cups

Oh, I'm sorry for the things that I can't do for you

But in the morning I'll write another song for you

Song for you, song for you

(Song for you, song for you)