| Rose ~ 04.01.05 | ||
| Feeling dry and withered..
I sometimes feel like a rose, Feeling lonely and growing with thorns, I need water, I need your love, I need a dose When no one comes to water me, I ask myself, "when will it rain?" I wait for you, I still have hope, I know you will be the one who will take away my pain. When people come to water me, It's either too much, or too less, I need you, you are my hope, You bring me joy and bring me to life, I must confess. I wouldnt be the same without you. You are the one who helps me live. Yes, you are the rain, Your love surrounds me like every drop you give. |
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