Sunflower Boy

Look at you, sunflower boy Dungarees and eyes full of storms Your daddy's house is full of guitars, and fancy cars Expensive art Ooh, who are you when no one looks at you, sunflower boy? Don't look down, sunflower boy Your petals fall like dazzling snow (Snow, snow, snow) Golden child; it's all set in stone Well, it must be nice to get it right Ooh, who are you? No one has a clue, sunflower boy Who are you, man of ghosts? When the curtains close and no one knows How you wipe your tears all alone No one likes a bore Look at you How you've grown Is it what you'd hoped, is it even more? Is the mess you've made worth the bitter cold? No one really knows, sunflower boy Who are you? You don't have a clue