When Will the Flowers Be For Me?
by Jeff Goode & Larrance Fingerhut
copyright 1992

HERA, QUEEN OF THE GODS

This one's for my hubby...
Wherever you are tonight.

When will the flowers be for me?
I'm only asking, 'cause I notice you cannot take a hint.
When will that glint
In your eye be a glint
When its glancing my way.
When will the flowers be for me?

When will those kisses be for me?
What if I hang up some mistletoe to get you in the mood?
Why does the spring
In your step lose its zip
When you're dancing with me?
When will the kisses be for me?

I don't have to sit here in your pocket.
Or wrapped around your pinky. Like a little piece of twine.
Don't have to tell you "I still love you."
But I do because it bugs you,
And notice how it keeps me on your mind
Call me crazy, if you like.
I'll call you mine.

They say, I've let you walk all over me so long
You don't know what the ground is for.
But I let them have their say,
'Cause if you tried to walk away
You'd have to buy corrective shoes

Call me crazy if you like,
I won't deny it's true.
Lost my wits the moment
I madly fell in love with you.
Call me crazy if you like.
I'll call you mine.

When will you make some time for us?
I don't mind waiting, but I'd rather not be waiting in a line.
Why can't we slide
All the other girls aside
And pretend we're sixteen?
When will you make some time for us?

One more time

When will the flowers be for me?
I'm only asking, 'cause I notice you cannot take a hint.
When will that glint
In your eye be a glint
When its glancing my way.
When will the flowers be for me?
Oh, Zeus, when will the flowers be for me?

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