Marigold

I was in third grade

Got a potted plant full of flowers

Ran home and gave them to my mom

She said that they were marigolds

What you call your garden-variety weed

Oh, I'm a marigold

Oh, I'm a marigold

Oh, I'm a marigold

And you picked me

So anyway

I should buy my mom a bouquet

Just to say hey, I'm thinking about you today

That's right

Thinking about everything you did for me

Like always saying, "Grace sets you free"

Oh, I'm a marigold

Oh, I'm a marigold

Oh, I'm a marigold

And you picked me

It's not sad anymore

It's not sad anymore

It's not sad anymore

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

If I ever do better than second place

I've gotta go and make a play for your heart

A dormant volcano slowly waking up on New Year's Day

I wont be sprinting to finish the race

But I can feel the butterflies from the start

It's like when I start running, and there's

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

If I am getting closer than present state

I've gotta do something to tear it apart

Twenty carnations slowly waking up for you these days

I won't be sprinting to finish the race

But I can feel the butterflies from the start

You've got your blue sunglasses

And there's nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes

Nothing but the Son in your eyes