Thorned Rose

The trees cast off their covering with autumn leaves ablaze watch them burn Watch them light the night While my heart sits in the darkened earth away from longing gaze and time will turn It's hidden from your light You're the yellow bird in the coalmine of my heart You're the orange flame in the night to light the way You're the red brick road where I drag my laden cart I'm just a thorned rose, my colors fade I have been too selfish to tell you it's all right, come my dear There's no need to cry I have said I love you, that there's no need to fear but it's too late In the vase I'll dry You're the yellow bird in the coalmine of my heart You're the orange flame in the night to light the way You're the red brick road where I drag my laden cart I'm just a thorned rose, my colors fade If I was a garden I would bundle every bloom and call the crows My crumbling shame to hide One final bouquet emerges from the dust plume, now nothing grows It has cracked and dried You're the yellow bird in the coalmine of my heart You're the orange flame in the night to light the way You're the red brick road where I drag my laden cart I'm just a thorned rose, my colors fade