If I had to write a song in an hour Would I be able to sing the story of us Here are the sweet smelling flowers I pulled them from our garden I hope that's ok How could I describe our love In a minute or two Like the picking of flowers On a warm summer afternoon Dancing through open fields As the rain falls down Or the smell of grass clippings As we lay on the ground These are the things I do That remind me of you If I had to write a song in an hour Could I paint all the colours of our love I've finally found someone Worth singing about Got my laptop in front of me But none of the words will fall out How could I describe our love In a minute or two Like the picking of flowers On a warm summer afternoon Dancing through open fields As the rain falls down Or the smell of grass clippings As we lay on the ground These are the things I do That remind me of you And I tried to tell myself We could just turn this around And you still gave me everything Knowing it wouldn't work out I'll miss getting high with you And wasting my time with you I'd honestly do it again I'm honestly scared I'll forget So how could I describe our love In a minute or two Cause that's all of the time That I've got left with you Now that the hour is up What am I to do With a half written song And no one to sing it to