If you were to rub your eyes
and think again
you will remember, (though you’re struggling with the memory now),
you asked me
what sort of flowers they were,
but I only remembered their scent;
I was afraid to let you know my ignorance.
If you were to rub your eyes
and think again
you will remember, (though you’re struggling with the memory now),
you asked me
what sort of flowers they were,
but I only remembered their scent;
I was afraid to let you know my ignorance.