A rose in the dark.
A beautiful rose in the dark, it's had been offered but ive torn us apart. To take the offer of a rose but to trust darkness, I did not know. Feeling sorrow in the present, my life's journey being so strong and tourney, like a stem. The showings of the leafs of what I've done, the life and the death of who I become.
He stood there with a ???? in The dark. My reach and cry in the dark I see and admit. His candle lit to a safe place I might go, I had already decided to live my life I couldn't go. His look of sorrow I truly know.
