The Flower of life

Slowly it grow
Slowly it know
How beautiful it can be
For you and me to see
Slowly it has a name
Slowly it has fame
There are many in my mind
But all easy to find.
Slowly it scent sings
Slowly it grows wings
Its like a angel in the sky
Except it cant fly
Slowly the sun comes out
Slowly they begin to shout
But it soon becomes to dry
For theres no water in the sky
Slowly they shrink
Slowly they can't think
They soon become to dry
For theres no water in the sky.