Death Of A Rose

I followed my rose and watched her
Sordid little rose
Sneaking around in the dark
It's easy to hide in the dark
Camera flashes, pictures
Caught her in the act of making love
A man in her arms
My rose is sharing her heart
Times when we were happy
In the summer, picnic baskets
Laughing growing flowers together
Life has never been easier than this for me
Sending a blossom to the breeze
Then the seasons came
All things must change
We would never be the same
I ran from my rose for she loved another
Found myself in the arms of a lover
Who fed me whiskey and wine
Cheap cigarettes
A woman to destroy my mind
But she's not the lady I want her to be
It's the drink and the drugs
That are keeping me happy
For she loved me once
And will love my like nobody knows
Things will get much better
In the summer, picnic baskets
Laughing growing flowers together
Life has never been easier than this for me
Sending a blossom to the breeze
Then the seasons came
All things must change
We will never be the same
La la, la la, la la, la la la
I plucked my rose from the ground
If I can not have her then
No one will have her at all
If I can not her her then
No one is leaving at all but me and her
Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
Ba ba, ooh
Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye
Ba ba, ooh