What pleasure I went walking out through the fields one day, I started gathering flowers

to make a sweet cocaine.

The flowers that I gathered, each one played a part.

Each flower stood for someone held dear to my heart.

Beautiful mocha's I'm gathering today, picking the colors that will never fade away.

Each flower has a meaning that's so dear to me.

Each flower is a treasure chest of sweet memories.

Violets were for sweetheart, a white rose for my dad.

A red rose stood for mother, the best friend that I had.

Forget -me -not stood faithfully for tried true friends of mine.

Daisies were for puppy love that I left far behind.

Beautiful mocha's I'm gathering today, picking the colors that will never fade away.

Each flower has a meaning that's so dear to me.

Each flower is a treasure chest of sweet memories.

Lilies are for grandma who watches from afar.

Poppies are for brother who lost his life at war.

Put them all together to make a sweet bouquet.

A rainbow full of colors that will never fade away.

Beautiful bouquet's I'm gathering today, picking the colors that will never fade away.

Each flower has a meaning that's so dear to me.

Each flower is a treasure chest of sweet memories.