Flowers of romance

Now in the summer I could be happy or in distress Depending on the company On the veranda Talk of the future or reminisce Behind the dialogue We're in a mess Whatever I intended I sent you flowers You wanted chocolates instead The flowers of romance The flowers of romance I've got binoculars On top of boxhill I could be Nero Fly the eagle and start all over again I can't depend on these so called friends It's a pity you need to defend I'll take the furniture and start all over again.