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The lady gave me flowers and I refused them For flowers will not grow among the weeds And the kindnesses she offered, I abused them My wants were always greater than my needs And she tried so very hard, but I didn't hear a word For I was far away and couldn't hear her cry My lady took her troubles and deserted To take a strangers arm to lean and cry And suddenly my senses were reverted But slowly all her feelings passed me by And she tried so very hard to choose a friendly word For I was closer now and tried to hear her cry And when she comes to me in dreams, I find I'm turning To face her, when before I turned away When before I wouldn't listen, now I'm learning To hear the gentle words she had to say And now I try so very hard to hear her every word But all the time I seem to hear her cry |