I would bring you flowers in the morning
Wild roses as the sun begins to shine 
Sweet perfume in tiny jeweled caskets 
If I thought you'd ever change your mind 

I would take you where the music's sweetest
And feed you winter [bad word] and summer wine
Show you things you've only read in story books
If I thought you'd ever change your mind 

I would bring you happiness
Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow
I would bring you summer rain and rainbow skies to make your garden grow
And in the winter snow my songs would keep you from the cold 

But what use of flowers in the morning
When the garden they should grow in is not mine
And what use is sunshine if I'm crying
And my falling tears are mingled with the wine 

I would bring you happiness
Wrapped up in a box and tied with a yellow bow
I would bring you rainbow skies
And summer rain to make your garden grow
And in the winter snow, my songs would keep you from the cold 

I would bring you flowers in the morning
Wild roses when the sun begins to shine
Winter [bad word] and summer wine
Sweet perfume and columbine
If I thought you'd ever change your mind
If I thought you'd ever change your mind