Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
Roses Are Red
And I don't want to, say these things to you, and I wonder now
If I don't want to, display these wings to you, could be one somehow?
(Release me, release me)
Trace the outline
Fill me in
I can't remember where I've been
I'm sinking deeper
Wearing thin
But can't remember where I've been
Where I've been
And I don't want to, say these things to you, and I wonder now
If I don't want to, display these wings to you, could we be one somehow?
(Release me, release me)
Trace the outline
Fill me in
I can't remember where I've been
I'm sinking deeper
Wearing thin
But can't remember where I've been
Where I've been
Trace the outline
Fill me in
I can't remember where I've been
I'm sinking deeper
Wearing thin
But can't remember where I've been
Where I've been