Текст песни
Sunlight spills on cracked studio floors
Paint tubes hum where the quiet pours
He kept a house of stretched cloth and dye
Where every shadow held a quiet sigh
She walked in with a scent of summer bloom
Her laugh outshone the room’s soft gloom
He’d watch her trace the garden’s edge
Where red camellias would bend and pledge
To stay until the frost kissed the ground
A secret he’d never sound
His canvases held every shade of her
But he never dared to say a word
She loved the flowers that grew outside
He loved the light in her eyes
He’d sketch her silhouette at dawn
When she’d pick blooms to tuck in her gown
She’d leave a petal on his empty chair
A gift he’d keep beyond compare
He’d mix his paints to match her smile
Watch her stay a little while
Before she’d leave for the stage’s glow
Where the spotlight loved her so
His canvases held every shade of her
But he never dared to say a word
She loved the flowers that grew outside
He loved the light in her eyes
One day she left a note beside the door
Said the flowers would wait for her
He painted her with camellias in her hair
And hung it where the sunlight dared
His canvases held every shade of her
Finally he’d said his word
She loved the flowers that grew outside
He loved the light in her eyes
The camellias bloom year after year
His quiet love still lingers here
