Rose girls in glass vases

Perfect bodies, perfect faces

They all belong in magazines

Those girls the boys are chasing

Winning all the games they're playing

They're always in a different league

Stretching toward the sky like I don't care

Wishing you could see me standing there

But I'm a sunflower, a little funny

If I was a rose, maybe you'd want me

If I could, I'd change overnight

And turn into something you'd like

But I'm a sunflower, a little funny

If I was a rose, maybe you'd pick me

But I know you don't have a clue

This sunflower's waiting for you

Waiting for you

No thorns in this dimension

Hiding this fear of rejection

This high I've never felt so small

Not used to this attention

Permanently in suspension

I wish I didn't care at all

Stretching toward the sky like I don't care

Wishing you could see me standing there

But I'm a sunflower, a little funny

If I was a rose, maybe you'd want me

If I could, I'd change overnight

And turn into something you'd like

But I'm a sunflower, a little funny

If I was a rose, maybe you'd pick me

But I know you don't have a clue

This sunflower's waiting for you

Waiting for you

I'm a sunflower, a little funny

If I was a rose, maybe you'd pick me

But I know you don't have a clue

This sunflower's waiting for you

Waiting for you