Where the Wildflowers Grow

Verse 1

We’ll make love after a little wine,

Laughing soft in the quiet sunshine.

Then we’ll lie on the floor for a while,

Sun on my face and your easy smile.

Otis playing on the vinyl slow,

Dust in the light dancing a ballet show.

Curtains moving in a gentle breeze,

Hearts wide open and completely at ease.

Chorus

No worries, no weight, just pages we write,

Like lovers on fire in the afternoon light.

No plans to keep and nowhere to go,

We’re dreamers, just dreamers, where the breeze blows,

You’ll find us where the wildflowers grow.

Verse 2

Living without measure, without apology,

Like Henry Miller’s Paris, burning and free.

We drive through towns with no names on the signs,

Play a song for a meal, leave the rest behind.

Every town is a story, every smile a sign,

Of living for now and letting life rhyme.

Chorus

No worries, no weight, just pages we write,

Like lovers on fire in the afternoon light.

No plans to keep and nowhere to go,

We’re dreamers, just dreamers, where the breeze blows,

You’ll find us where the wildflowers grow.

Bridge

Your heartbeat steady and tangled with mine,

A rhythm more honest than the ticking of time.

Just the pulse of a dream and a flower in my hair,

The hum of the breeze and the scent in the air.

No plan in our pockets, no map in our hand,

Just the call of the wild and the stretch of the land.

Final Chorus

No worries, no weight, just pages we write,

Like lovers on fire in the warm fading light.

No plans to keep and nowhere to go,

We’re dreamers, just dreamers, where the breeze blows,

You’ll find us where the wildflowers grow.