Flowers

All that he called it off
You’re taller than your mother’s son
And if you couldn’t get it across
Then your point was well expected
And if I could hold your hand
Well there’d be nothing to wonder about
And if I could have your love
Then there’d be no one to talk about
And we’ll all be together
Oh, we’ll never be together again
And we’ll all be together
Or we’ll never be together again
And we’ll all be together
Oh, we’ll never be together again
And we’ll all be together
Or we’ll never be together again
Oh, we’ll never be together again
We’ll never be together again
And we’ll all be together
Oh, we’ll never be together again
And we’ll all be together
Or we’ll never be together again