Rose

From the corner of the streets I found her

I picked a thorn and grew a rose

I tamed the wildlife around her

And the book of her past was surely closed

Rose, don't ever go away now

Rose, my bouquet

We tilled the soil of her fertile love

We picked the grapes and drank the wine

We harvest of the fruit of her understanding

And the garden of her love was sacred and all abound

Rose, not twice the man that I was

Before our love began

But you had to go

The path was too strong

For us to hold on, woo

Then the winds came, from the wrong direction

Blowing away all my love, and my protection

I woke up one morning

With the early dawn just to find her gone

Like a butterfly takes to the sky gone

Without a warning never say goodbye gone

Rose was gone, gone

Now the way of love chills my life

Leaving our hearts scarred and cold

For Rose, has become the brush of the street

And afar once again, in the thought

Rose (Rose), (Rose, the petals of a rose) the petals of a rose

The rose bushes there (there)

As only memories grow in there (as only memories grow in there)

Oh Rose (Rose), (Rose, the petals of a rose) the petals of a rose

The bushes there (there)

As only memories grow in there (as only memories grow in there)

Rose (Rose), (Rose, the petals of a rose) the petals of a rose

The rose bushes there (there)

Only memories grow in there

Baby, Rose (Rose), (Rose, the petals of a rose) the petals of a rose

Rose bushes there (there)

Only memories grow in there...