In a vase on the shelf is a rose Its been there for a long time Was bought by me for my true love but now shes no longer mine
When I bought her the rose she still loved me Now it seems like forever ago It was in the last week of summer Before the autumns winds blow
I sit here rememberin the days in the sun When we walked through the woods hand in hand Or the days when we went to the sea And played like kids in the sand
But now the woods seen cold and empty The beach isnt fun any more the rose still sits in its jar and im all alone once more
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