Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Wildflowers don't grow in the city
My heart turns gray and shriveled now
I want to be who I wasn't
I want to dance in my field of blue
A child running for nothin'
I watched you go, my feet were glued
I found God on Sunday
Morning, layin' next to you
My arms stretched out like Jesus
White sheets nail me down to the bed
My heaven burns on Monday
Not brokenhearted but aching head

[Verse 2]
Wildflowers don't grow in the city
I dreamt the sidewalk broke in two
The earth was calling to me
A line stretched down Fifth Avenue
It came in through my window
Carry me home like you used to
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