Five thirty-four am, I was about to start my day

But she laid there across me so I stayed anyway

Arms tied, legs numb, wrapped around my knee

Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me.

I don't recall what you were wearing on the first night we met

Besides the subtle cloud around you from my last cigarette

And you come from a good place with a happy family

The only bad you've ever done was see the good in me.

'cause I've been living, waiting on the day

That the good lord willing sends you out my way

I've seen hard times, bad luck, all that in-between

Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me.

I remember being younger and my mother told me true

Find someone who grows flowers in the darkest parts of you

Take heed when things get hard, and don't you ever turn around

You'll find someone, someday, somewhere that grows you to the clouds.

And you walked me home that evening when I could barely walk

And you spoke to me so sweetly on the days I couldn't talk

Now I'm seeing clearly and I'm growing up so free

Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me.

I've been living, waiting on the day

That the good lord, willing sends you out my way

I've seen hard times, bad luck, all that in between

Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me

Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me.