Flowers died a long time ago, my friend
And they're hanging on the wall with wax and thread
When you were young, did you think it would ever end?
When you were young, did you think it would ever end?

Sylvia was a girl that I knew best
And she wore the finest eyelid dress
And she sits in her room painting golden moons
And she sits in her room painting golden moons

Oh, what am I to do without a man to see me through?
Oh, what am I to do without a man to see me through?
I'm more than blue, I'm violet

Lyla met a man that she loved best
And he died in a fiery crash

And the whole is wide
The whole is wide
The whole is wide

And the whole is wide
The whole is wide
The whole is wide

Oh, what am I to do without a man to see me through?
Oh, what am I to do without a man to see me through?
I'm more than blue, I'm violet
Sylvia was a girl that I knew best