Words and Music by Michael Reynolds Sweet blossom grew up on my windowsill Born on the vine like a morning chill Left in this world with all the time to kill Wish Id never known her, never really known her Sweet blossom smiled and learned to speak my name And she spent everyday about the same Snaking like the devil through my brain Wish Id never known her, never really known her And even now sometimes I still believe My little flower blooms for only me Sweet blossom twined herself around my heart And she said dying was the easy part If I had listened Id know where to start Wish Id never known her, never really known her Id wish Id never known her, never really known her Wish Id never known her, never really known her