A little path led the way,
Shadows of trees hid the light of day,
A place only you and I knew,
A paradise where roses once grew.
Vibrant red the ground once filled,
Ashes remain to what was killed,
Broken by my crying heart,
Once full of love now torn apart.
My tears now land in the moistened dirt,
Dried from years of pain and hurt,
For the flowers and trees have long since died,
My bed they provided when i cried.
Leaving the path that led the way,
Shadows open to the light of day,
Away from the place only you and I knew,
A paradise where roses once grew.
