Light Of Loving

Suddenly the light of loving lit upon my head
I found everything I knew meant something else was being heard
And the more of less you know, it’s like a flower in a bed
It’s a singular idea that doesn’t have to turn its head
It’s a singular idea with the powers to turn a head
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
Suddenly the light of living lit inside my head
I found everywhere that went was just a mood for me try
And in those moods inside an ocean were the all dead
There is the surface and the depth and in between there is the end
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
Cease to think in secrets as I stumble from my bed
The early morning ball of fire turns everything to red
And in time inside my mind I saw the flower and I said
I will go somewhere less reserved and I am tired of my own dead
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower
And if I focus on the flower