Song Details – Lonely Sidewalk Flower
Track Title | Lonely Sidewalk Flower |
Artist Name | Roger L. Smith |
Version Type | Full Mix / Clean |
Length | 3:09 |
Key | C sharp minor |
Tempo | 83 BPM |
Vocal Info | Female, English |
Mood | Sad, Beautiful, Chill, Reflective, Romantic |
Genre | Pop, Soul, Chillout, Indie Pop, Acoustic |
Description | The lyrics depict the poignant story of a lonely flower growing on a sidewalk, symbolizing isolation amidst a bustling urban environment. The flower personifies feelings of loneliness and longing for connection, as it observes the world around it, including the vibrant city life and the people passing by. A woman notices the flower and expresses a desire to pick it, representing a yearning for companionship and escape from solitude. The emotions conveyed are a mix of hope and melancholy, as the flower dreams of a better life. |
Rights & Ownership
Lyric written entirely by Roger L. Smith
All music & arrangement by Suno.ai
Mixing & mastering by Roger L. Smith
© 2026 Roger L. Smith. All rights reserved.
Lyric
[ verse ]
Reach high and tickle the clouds,
avoid the tramplers in the crowds.
Home on the curb at the fire hydrant
neon lights flicker, glowing vibrant.
Yet I feel very alone,
across from the graffiti stone.
Roots deep through cracked concrete,
cars keep grinding down the street.
[ chorus ]
There’s a woman looking down at me.
She bends over and whispers, quietly.
[ spoken ]
“Where did you come from?”
She wants to pick me, and I’d allow her,
as I’m only a lonely sidewalk flower.
[ verse ]
I’m a loner, as you see,
I have a few friends, honey bees.
The pups get up in my face,
they’re cute, but invade my space.
The days are long, nights are cold
and I get taller as I grow old
Every day people pass me by
and I dream of being high up in the sky.
[ chorus ]
There’s a woman looking down at me.
She bends over and whispers quietly.
[ spoken ]
“Where did you come from?”
She wants to pick me and I’d allow her,
as I’m only a lonely sidewalk flower.
[ bridge ]
She takes me up to her apartment
Away from the old cold cement
She places me upon her window sill
This view up here is such a thrill!
[ chorus ]
And there she is, looking at me.
She leans over and whispers quietly.
[ spoken ]
“You’re just what this spot needed!”
Now I stand on her window sill,
an adopted sidewalk daffodil.