i saw the long row of blue bells.   i saw the fox glove and the night shade.   i saw the cool garden and i though a while about   how i'd been waiting for you since the second grade.   the flowers made the air boil.   the boiling air made me think of you a while.   i did not come here to suffer.   i did not come here to suffer.      i heard the ducks all quacking.   i saw the sunshine on the lake.   i saw you standing near the water   and wondered how long i'd be paying for one dumb mistake.   the sight of you was really something else.   but i don't know what that something else was.   i did not come here to suffer.   i did not come here to suffer.