Fake Blooms

Turn away, don't turn around
The flowers may be blooming
The butterflies merrily flying
Walk away anyway

Don't look back, walk on
The flowers aren't the same
It's not sunshine really
You just need a careless hand
All will be lost

It seems like hope
But sure the flowers will be crushed
Smashed against the ground
It's not sunshine really
It's just the mind wanting

Don't hope, turn away
Walk away, don't turn around
Then you can't lose what you never had