Roses
I've walked the distance, I paid my duesAnd tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was realHeld no appealI've been to places, I've seen the tidingsI bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
And so I came to gaze upon the starsWhen they were yet unbornAnd consequently, tear at my old scarsAnd the mask I had outworn
So when I'm crying aloneYeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of rosesPaint me the colors of sky and rainTeach me to speak with their voicesShow me the way and I'll try again
I've heard the rumors, started firesI sowed a sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I needBehold the demons that I freedI've tried my best at wearing the hard hatBut healing doesn't seem to happenWhen you hide away the seed
And so I came across the medicine manAnd he showed me what I'd forlornFor if I'm stayed it happens by my own handAnd my own voice full of scorn
So when I'm crying aloneYeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of rosesPaint me the colors of sky and rainTeach me to speak with their voicesShow me the way and I'll try again
Without you I'm nothing at allAnd life has the face of a morbid gameWith you nothing seems impossibleIt all seems to fit the frame
So when I'm crying aloneYeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of rosesPaint me the colors of sky and rainTeach me to speak with their voicesShow me the way and I'll try again