I have picked wild roses Far into September But I had no one to give the flowers to I needed a celebration A September coronation And I admitted to myself I needed you  I've watched the gentle winds change The colors shades of meadows Ive seen the dew on flowers that had no name But I let my vase stay empty like my lonely empty heart    Picking flowers for yourself is not the same   don't you think its come our time to be together Lets gather up our scattered words of love and make them rhyme     Let's go pick some flowers and fill our empty vases    (Both:)Don't you think its come our time would you take this small bouquet that leaves a fragrance on my fingers    And a feeling that your love is close at hand thank you for the flowers now lets walk through the meadows   Through the brook where our demands caress the sand   don't you think its come our time to be together Lets gather up our scattered words of love and make them rhyme     Let's go pick some flowers and fill our empty vases    Don't you think its come our time       Don't you think it's come our time