Roses on the Floor

Sitting facing South on a Northbound moving train
Unaware of how, come a month it all would change
I pass the waiting room, in a way, I'm waiting too
To lay in bed come your week’s end and fade into the Blue

& the Green in your eyes
Like foam on the shore
In every sunrise
Every sunset even more
With every goodbye
Like rose petals on the floor

Now I'm stringing out on your parent's basement couch
Can’t wrap my head around how the past few months went down
Another sunset tune, A New England summеr you
A better place to changе the pace
And sail into the Blue

& the Green in your eyes
Like foam on the shore
In every sunrise
Every sunset even more
With every goodbye
Like rose petals on the floor