The rose inside her is crying
Tears are falling down
From the bed of roses she ever had
There is only one left
She wants to get away
Concealing everything she has on her mind
Not saying how she really feels
Building a wall around her heart
To protect her against all the love she gets
She doesn’t want to be loved
Because she thinks they only pretend they love her
There it goes, the last rose
What now, she is seeing the end of the road
She is walking to it
Not seeing that there are people who really love her
Ignoring all the stop signs
There she is at the end of the road…
written with a tear...