That day
I gave her white rose
But the more i speak
The less she knows

Another day
I gave her the rose which is red
And right after
I was holding her hand

Those flowers
Made her smile
Little did i know
that they'll make me cry

Wherever we went
I saw them clear
Like they were saying:
"Come get me dear"

Sadly once
I obeyed
I picked them up
And watched how their throns fade

Once i gave them
To my sun
Everything between us
Was simply done

She left
She won't come...