歌词
You can't pick all the flowers
And expect to keep the garden
I used to search for hours
For reason in your eyes
All my friends are moving
The others are engaged
So I'll wave them off
As we drink champagne
Stop
And smell the roses
For we might not
Get another chance
You
Only destroy them
Nothing left
For our last dance
You want to have your cake
And eat it too
But I won't wait
To be number two
You can't pick all of the flowers
And expect to keep your garden
But you won't pick my flower
Or let me have my own
Stop
And smell the roses
For we might not
Get another chance
You
Only destroy them
Nothing left
For our last dance
The night is getting late
Not a word has been spoken
The silence still remains
And it'll stay unbroken
Written by: Andrew Spencer, Sterling Howe