In the flow of time

I hide my bouvardia

That casual smile of yours

Cast a ripened shadow

In the suffocating notebook after class

Among dancing letters and symbols

I placed my dreams

At the corner of a turning page

I saw the fragments of dreams I once wrote

And wandered on, gathering

Those feelings close to breaking

Look—

Can you see?

The you of tomorrow

Is waving back at me

In the flow of time

I hide my bouvardia

For now, it looks a little far away

The sky is high and wide

(Instrumental)

A past I could never tell anyone

And the present built to bury it

I don’t mind being laughed at

(Instrumental)

Pushed along by the crowd upon crowd

I slowly forgot

My silver bouvardia

Turning my tenderness toward myself, toward myself

The bouvardia

From that day I forced deep inside

Before I knew it

I had hidden away

My bouvardia

Hidden away

My bouvardia

Pretending none of it mattered

Lying to myself and pushing it back again

The pride I tried to protect

Pierced me like a thorn

Ripening into pain

In the flow of time

I hide my bouvardia

But just for tonight

Let it bloom beyond the dark