Lyricist : Zachary Lane Bryan
Composer : Zachary Lane Bryan
Five thirty-four AM, I was about to start my day
But she laid there across me so I stayed anyway
Arms tied, legs numb, wrapped around my knee
Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me
I don't recall what you were wearing on the first night we met
Besides the subtle cloud around you from my last cigarette
And you come from a good place with a happy family
The only bad you've ever done was see the good in me
But I've been living, waiting on the day
That the good Lord willing sends you out my way
I've seen hard times, bad luck, all that in-between
Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me
And I remember being younger and my mother told me true
Find someone who grows flowers in the darkest parts of you
Take heed when things get hard, and don't you ever turn around
You'll find someone, someday, somewhere that grows you to the clouds
And you walked me home that evening when I could barely walk
And you spoke to me so sweetly on the days I couldn't talk
Now I'm seeing clearly and I'm growing up so free
Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me
But I've been living, waiting on the day
That the good lord, willing sends you out my way
I've seen hard times, bad luck, all that in between
Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me
Sweetest of the sunflowers, how you're the sun to me
