Morning Glory

Lyrics by Nicole Upchurch

It’s not that I don’t like your flower

It’s just that you’re persistent

It’s not that I don’t like your flower

It’s just that you’re persistent

A beauty in your finest hour

A weed in your resistance

It’s not that I don’t like your flower

It’s just that you’re persistent

A seedling tucked into dark soil soon begins to sprout

Unless hard rain down pours upon it

Or the pale sun dries it out

A seedling tucked into dark soil soon begins to sprout