I picked a rose this morning And it was so fresh, it looked like it was crying I thought how sad to be so beautiful Only to wither and die Like Papa`s Roses soft and pale Like petals thrown in the dirt Only silence is spoken here All that grows here is hurt And Papa`s Roses Papa wasn`t really a hardened man He could be tender at times I remember, it was like it holiday When he was gentle and kind He gave those roses his heart and soul I wish he`d saved some for me It would`ve been such a simple thing, For me to be, like Papa`s Roses
Like Papa`s Roses soft and pale Like petals thrown in the dirt Only silence is spoken here All that grows here is hurt And Papa`s Roses
Voices that whisper soft and low Forever buried inside Haunted by images dark and cold Forever burned in your mind But I dreamed I could fly away Like an angel I`d fly To the places where I could forget Forget that I was like Papa`s Roses
Like Papa`s Roses soft and pale Like petals thrown in the dirt Only silence is spoken here All that grows here is hurt And Papa`s Roses
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