Ms. Palindrome:
Flowers mean forgiveness, my darling
Ms. Palindrome:
Just hear this and then I'll go
Ms. Palindrome:
Summer
Ms. Palindrome:
I see your face in every flower
Ms. Palindrome:
Feels like home to me
Ms. Palindrome:
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Ms. Palindrome:
Maybe I would've been something you'd be good at
Ms. Palindrome:
Daisy
Ms. Palindrome:
I'm sinking like a stone in the sea
Ms. Palindrome:
In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary
Ms. Palindrome:
I don't blame you anymore
Ms. Palindrome:
There are some days...