Dawn cracks the dark
And it breaks the silence
Of my waking hours
And my heartbeat's licence
For I hate the trees
And I hate the flowers
And I hate the buildings
And the way they tower over me
Can't you see
I get so frightened
No-one else seems frightened
Only me, only me
I can't but see
That the sun has risen
To my window, my world
Of my home sweet prison
For I hate the trees
And I hate the flowers
And I hate the buildings
And the way they tower over me
Can't you see
I get so frightened
No-one else seems frightened
Only me, only me
And it breaks the silence
Of my waking hours
And my heartbeat's licence
For I hate the trees
And I hate the flowers
And I hate the buildings
And the way they tower over me
Can't you see
I get so frightened
No-one else seems frightened
Only me, only me
I can't but see
That the sun has risen
To my window, my world
Of my home sweet prison
For I hate the trees
And I hate the flowers
And I hate the buildings
And the way they tower over me
Can't you see
I get so frightened
No-one else seems frightened
Only me, only me
Lyrics submitted by thinwhiteduchess
Trees and Flowers Lyrics as written by Rose Mcdowall Jill Bryson
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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This is about Jill's agoraphobia, fear of the outdoors/open space.