The roses came
I know you’re close
We feel your ways
“Alone” so cold
When you came
You found us all
Behind ourselves (‘)
The end, the end of Love.
The roses came
I know you’re close
We feel your ways
The end, the end of Love
Here is the way; I’m leaving today,
Finally I’m tired, I’ll see you in May,
Where hearts wash away in Love and Desire,
Only my heart…but finally I’m tired.
I‘ve loved you for days-you blew me away, you blew me away…