Roses

Somebody's into roses now
What do you do with them?
You've got no reason to trim them
No nice place to throw them

Because it doesn't seem right
To throw them away
Yet you can't very well
Send them back the other way
You're always try to be nice
But is it really the right way?
I've seen you smile
The way you smile

And I know you really do care
And you mean no harm
And people look for their reflections
Everywhere in everyone
Some like a soft glow, some a little sharper depiction
You're always trying to be
Next to the ones you want to see
It's not really up to them
What you see

Somebody's into roses now
What do you do with them?
You've got no reason to trim them
No nice place to throw them

Because it doesn't seem right
To throw them away
Yet you can't very well
Send them back the other way
You're always try to be nice
But is it really the right way?
I've seen you smile
The way you smile

And I know you really do care
And you mean no harm
And people look for their reflections
Everywhere in everyone
Some like a soft glow, some a little sharper depiction
You're always trying to be
Next to the ones you want to see
It's not really up to them
What you see

Whatever you see
Whatever you see, it's okay by me
Whatever you see
Whatever you see, it's okay by me
Whatever you see
Whatever you see, it's okay, it's alright by me