Softspoken Black Rose
He sits under his tree
A place reserved just for three
His heart, his mind and body
All but one is feeling weak
Dear old tree sing to me
I'm dropping just like your leaves
If I could fly the world unlocking every broken heart
I would - save a rose that's misunderstood
If I could fly I would, giving praise for all the roots that withstood
My promise to the world
Runaway devotion
I tried my best to be
These petals rot like me
Roses prick but that's emotion
He sings for help, but no one listens
He reads the books, but still can't find the meaning
Lay under my tree and maybe I'll just fall asleep
Deep sleep. Fall asleep
If I could fly the world unlocking every broken heart
I would - save a rose that's misunderstood
If I could fly I would, giving praise for all the roots that withstood
My promise to the world
Runaway devotion
I tried my best to be
These petals rot like me
Roses prick but that's emotion
