Roses

Ever wonder what was on the mind of the Maker When He turned all of our sorrow into fields of grace Right here in the middle of earth and Heaven Caught between the romance and the pain Can't you see that He must've known about the heartbreak long before us He must've known about the mistakes, still He chose us Planted the tree where He would die Put thorns down the vine, and then He wore them And love is the blood red stain, the beauty that the pain exposes Maybe that's why God made roses God is in the whisper if you listen closely Winter means that spring is just a breath away So don't go any faster than this very moment Sing a hallelujah in the pouring rain Can't you see that He must've known about the heartbreak long before us He must've known about the mistakes, still He chose us Planted the tree where He would die Put thorns down the vine, and then He wore them And love is the blood red stain, the beauty that the pain exposes Maybe that's why God made roses Maybe that's why God made roses And just like petals falling to the ground We fall in to the One who's resurrection's here and now All things made new And just like petals falling to the ground We fall in to the One who's resurrection's here and now All things made new Can't you see that He must've known about the heartbreak long before us He must've known about the mistakes, still He chose us Planted the tree where He would die Put thorns down the vine, and then He wore them And love is the blood red stain, the beauty that the pain exposes Maybe that's why God made roses Maybe that's why God made roses