Nearly Daffodils

Nearly Daffodils - English Teacher

Lyrics by：Lily Fontaine/Douglas Frost/Lewis Whiting/Nicholas Eden

Composed by：Lily Fontaine/Douglas Frost/Lewis Whiting/Nicholas Eden

Produced by：Marta Salogni

Mostly it feels like a waste

So much laughter un-canned

I'd forgotten the taste

Don't make me go back

All the plans we tiptoed around

In quiet hours Daffodil buds

There is a reason

The first nine months doesn't count

Nearly

Presque wait no

Daffodils

Nearly

Presque wait no

Daffodils

Daffodils

Sometimes it tears like a freight train

Through a christening

Displacing the new growth

And making everything ugly

Sometimes I want to make a home on it

To look between the wheels

I'm scared of being under

I've started whistling in the mornings

I like to hear the birds sing

Nearly

Presque wait no

Daffodils

Nearly

Presque wait no

Daffodils

Daffodils

Last night I dreamt

That we lasted all the way 'til spring

But now the fields are full of red

And blue with nothing in between

You can lead water to the daffodils

Mostly it feels like a waste

So much laughter un-canned

I'd forgotten the taste

Don't make me

Nearly

Presque wait no

Daffodils

Nearly

Presque wait no

Daffodils

Daffodils

Last night I dreamt

That we lasted all the way 'til spring

But now the fields are full of red

And blue with nothing in between

You can lead water to the daffodils

But you can't make them drink