Every night I wake up 3 or 4 times
And walk in circles just to clear my head
All along the lines I've been double-crossed
Across the lines I've been double-crossed
All my creations have been purged
It's the first rule of progress and it hurts
Everything is fine are the words to the kiss
Divided the numbers
Only one thing counts
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower
Every year I wake up a thousand times
And walk in circles just to ease the strain
Everything is fine
I don't know what's to re-kiss
Everything is fine
I don't know what's to re-kiss
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom
I kiss the flower in bloom