Ani Difranco This Bouquet Lyrics

This Bouquet Lyrics

got a garden of songs where i grow all my thoughts
 wish i could harvest one or two for some small talk
 i'm always starving for words when you're around
 nothing on my tongue so much in my ground
 half the time i got my gaze trained on your motel door
 fourth door from the end
 rest of the time my gaze lays like a stain on the carpeted floor
 if it weren't for my brain i'd go over and make friends
 too bad about my brain 'cause i'd like to make friends.
 see the little song bird unable to make a sound
 even though she follows her words from town to town
 we both have gardens of songs and maybe it's okay
 that i am speechless because i picked you this bouquet.