Flowers (TV Version)

I can't see anybody out there wearing flowers in their hair Poor little flower child Wild eyes and cray hair Running around in search of love He can't find it anywhere Give him flowers Flowers Give him flowers for his hair Give him flowers for his hair I tried to walk upon the water But the ocean was too rough The whole idea was all went through(?) But the going was too tough He needs flowers Flowers We need flowers for our hair We need flowers for our hair Take it down What can we do when all our strays come undone? Try to make it ripe Like the poets told me I heard back in '69, they wore flowers in their hair In a place called San Francisco I think that I'll go there What the world needs now Is so much love It's the only thing But there's just too little of love They need flowers for their hair Give them flowers for their hair Build me a wall off my guitar My backbone slipped in rock n' roll Give me flowers for my hair Give me flowers for my hair Take it down Where have all the soldiers gone? Locked in a coffin(?) Dying in wars, everyone For the (?) What can you do when all your strings come undone? Find a poet to make it ripe I'm sure they know how What's going on? We're messing up this whole place There's kids wearing feathers in their hair And putting war paint on their faces What the world needs now Is so much love It's the only thing But there is just too little of love Give me flowers for my hair Mother, get me flowers for my hair Brother, get me flowers for my hair Sister, give me flowers for my hair And I said, "Hey, you Get off of my cloud," Hey, hey You, you Off of my cloud Hey, hey You, you Off of my cloud Hey, hey You, you Off of my cloud We need flowers, flowers Flowers, flowers Flowers, flowers Flowers for my hair