Roses
Running fast,out of breathing
Calling out on my only self
From where or when I don't know
I long to meet you somewhere there
I'm wasting all my will
No worries for you my dear
I wonder who I am?
This journey is not mine
Faded roses in the backyard
Reminding me of how long it's been
Just this one place called our own
where my heart far from yours
I'm wasting all my will
No worries for you my dear
I wonder who I am?
This journey is not mine
Oh, its not too hard to say
As you go, and I'll go
As I come looking, it's too late
Oh, it's not too hard to say
As you go, then I'll go
As I come looking, it's too late