In a tenement near the Henry Hudson River
From my favorite spot on a rusting fire escape
I would look below. And see Mario
Braving the ferocious dandelions
Mario, our fearless superintendent
Kept the garden green, despite the parkway smog
But the flowering weeds,
Their fates decreed,
Pulled, to keep his rosebush from dying
Then I wolud creep inside, curl up in my bed
Something strong was pulling at my head,
Pulling at my heart...
Wildflower, growing in all the wrong places
Wildflower, so lowly neath that lovely rosebush
Proper garden's nightmare, queen of open fields
Tell me, Who will love this Wildflower
For exactly what she is?
Years passed by, we left that red brick building
Left Mario behind
For a brand new house
But my dark brown skin
On the white washed walls within
Stood out, so it'd get me up and crying
My growing pains had many rooms to fill then
Mother never knew-
Had a garden to keep clean.
While there was NY grease
On her young flower from the Middle East
She was busy pulling dandelions
Then I wolud creep inside, curl up in my bed
Something strong was pulling at my head,
Pulling at my heart...
Wildflower, growing in all the wrong places
Wildflower, so lowly neath that lovely rosebush
Proper garden's nightmare, queen of open fields
Tell me, Who will love this Wildflower
For exactly what she is?
Writer(s): Achinoam Nini, Gil Dor
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