Only the true flowers blossom, only the true bird will sing,
only if I was perfect then I would mean something.

Only the true flowers blossom, only clouds will move,
only if I wasn't shy, then you'd know how much I love you.

Only the true flowers blossom, only the sun will rise,
only if you understood the enchantment in your eyes.

Only the true flowers blossom, there is only music in which I hear,
telling you how I feel, is quite possibly my greatest fear.

Only the true flowers blossom, and only the angels shall fly,
only if I told you this, before you had to die.