Album Name : The Ghost Who Walks
Release Date : 2010-05-24
Song Duration : 3:07
Karen Elson Stolen Roses
There once was a time when I was a girl,
that darkness hung in my sky.
I was old before I learned to be young,
stone cold 'till I learned how to cry.
And the weeds in the ground had grew up through my skin,
forsaking a lonesome girls heart.
I would go where the stolen roses grow, to forget that I
had fell apart.
The thorns on the roses cut through my skin, the vultures
flew down and they attacked.
What lay on the surface was a tiny crack, and below was a
gigantic wreck.
So I held my head down and I delt with the blow, and
hoped that I'd soon be free to
Go where the stolen roses grow,
to forget all the bad memories.
I would go where the stolen roses grow.
I would go where the stolen roses grow.
And the weeds in the ground had grew up through my skin,
forsaking a lonesome girl's heart.
I would go where the stolen roses grow, to forget that I
had fell apart.
I would go where the stolen roses grow,
I would go where the stolen roses grow,
I would go where the stolen roses grow.
