Rose girls in glass vases Perfect bodies, perfect faces They all belong in magazines Those girls the boys are chasing Winning all the games they're playing They're always in a different league Stretching toward the sky like I don't care Wishing you could see me standing there But I'm a sunflower, a little funny If I were a rose, maybe you'd want me If I could, I'd change overnight I'd turn into something you'd like But I'm a sunflower, a little funny If I were a rose, maybe you'd pick me But I know you don't have a clue This sunflower's waiting for you Waiting for you But I'm a sunflower, a little funny And if I were her, maybe you'd pick me But I know you don't have a clue This sunflower's waiting for you Waiting for you