Strawflower Me

Look at me
Won't you tell me what you see behind the tinsel-flower lady?
That you've made me feel I must be
Don't you know even tinsel flowers grow uneasy
Shinin' all the time?
Sometimes they find they can't even glow

Could you love a blue strawflower
With no mystic magic power?
Would you miss the glitter of your fantasy?
You know she isn't really me, baby
Just to please you maybe
I can be a silver rose
But don't you know it's only strawflower me

Could you love a blue strawflower
With no mystic magic power?
Would you miss the glitter of your fantasy
You know she isn't really me, baby

Baby, baby