The Dancers

All the roses in fall agree He asked for no reasons to be with me Fly over the mountains and sea The love he would give was all for me As the winter rose out from it's seed I held my hands close to the ones that warmed me He dropped all the snow for me And I noticed that it's just how he bleeds He walked alone along the river stream The road was bitter, long As I was climbing down Below I will never know I'll become a sailor I'll become your first friend at sea But you won't let me I'll become a sailor We'll be dancers, over the sea But you won't let me