There is a Rose in my front yard
Almost can't tell cause it's so hard
My voice resonates down the corridor
But our cupid wouldn't care more
I just can't understand
I still feel your hand
Looking for a reason
For the end of the season
I shouldn't play on the ground
But we still don't want to be unbound
You took a shovel
Dug deep down
There is only this Rose on the ground
Hey I'm still here
Maybe is better not to get near
Do you still have my souvenir
When I used to call you my dear?
Promise that you'll be fine
But I can't live like I'm a lie
Don't want to take this flower
Cause it's still alive
But when I'm not around
I don't want to be found
Nor want to go for another round
No, not another round