Well he's painting in his garden Sunflowers flowing with the gentle breeze And I'm just sitting stuck here typing Air conditioned stability Oh I wonder did he ever Think that he was going the right way Or was it just that under his straw hat He had more ideas than he ever did plans When the sunflowers die We welcome in the fall With the changing of the leaves Oh well did he lament The end of the summer Just like you and me I'm always scared I can't get a thing right And stubborn practicality is holding me back But I can't see straight before it's too late To take a jump off of the side track When the sunflowers die We welcome in the fall With the changing of the leaves Oh well did he lament The end of the summer Just like you and me All his old fears in ten short years His fanatic heart poured into his brush Takes more than canvas to make something last Well pain and misfortune I ain't in no rush Oh the sadness will last forever But my body and soul never will And one day we will lose all the sweetness But we all have love in us still