Lyric

Flowers, flowers, tell me where you hide

The ones I love, the ones I keep inside

I fly and fly, searching through the blue

But not a scent or shadow leads to you

I am a wanderer, a traveler of the bloom

Burning with a longing, dancing through the gloom

High above the clouds, I drift and sway

Looking for the love that moved away

I’m the Flower Traveler, lost in flight

Chasing after ghosts in the middle of the night

Flowers, flowers, do you even exist?

What kind of colors are hidden in the mist?

Faint and pale, your petals start to hue

But even in my dreams, I can’t quite see the view

I am a wanderer, confused by every sign

Waiting for a single dream to finally be mine

High above the clouds, I drift and sway

Looking for the love that moved away

I’m the Flower Traveler, lost in flight

Chasing after ghosts in the middle of the night

Flowers, flowers, will you ever bloom?

Are you the kind that loves the sky’s high room?

I ask the clouds, but they don't say a word

"Ask the wind," is all the laughter that I heard

I am a wanderer, floating on the tide

I want to fall asleep with petals by my side

Just let me sleep

In the arms of the flowers

The Flower Traveler

Still wandering on