Makeshift Bouquet Lyrics

Mrs. Blanch bought a house for her husband in the summer of '43
They were both nineteen with their first child
on the way
He was home from war
and bad dreams turned him in his bed
She was there to help him forget

Well I hope when we turn gray
We'll still be in love as they are today
And we'll hold each other's wrinkled hands

I'll keep you on the edge of your seat
With a new surprise each day
Whether it's a new song
or a handpicked dandylion
for a makeshift bouquet

Stand up and I'll tell you I love you
Laugh for all to hear
Everyone can see what it means to be alive

Well I've bee holding out for what seems so long, my dear
But I know now what it takes for somebody

Well I hope when we turn gray
We'll still be in love as they are today
And we'll hold each other's wrinkled hands

I'll keep you on the edge of your seat
With a new surprise each day
Whether it's a new song
or a handpicked dandylion
for a makeshift bouquet

I'll keep you on the edge of your seat
With a new surprise each day
Whether it's a new song
or a handpicked dandylion
for a makeshift bouquet