As Roses Die I call out to them to stay alive
To remember the times they lived life with love
to have faith in staying alive
As roses die I remember their color
he vibrant red, the wonderful white, the fancy yellow
and I whisper to them, have faith in staying alive
As roses die I catch their petals,
for love is planted inside each and everyone petal
I kiss the petal with my bare lips
and let the wind take hold of them now
As roses die I see them go
As sad as it is it's simply the cycle of life
As they drown under sorrow of death, I call out to them
"have faith in staying alive!"
But faith isn't always at it's best
so i watch as roses die.