Tag Day - Rose

Writing sad songs in my bedroom
While you hang outside the window
Yes, you're pretty on the outside
But there's thorns upon your neck though
I could kiss you in the morning
Cut my lips upon your flesh
Rose, why won't you call me?
We could colour in the rest

They may cut you down and line you up
And sell you to the couples
So they can buy your bunches, lies and stuff
To ignore all their troubles
We could lay in bed and watch tv
Or listen to some records
Rose, why won't you call me?
We could colour in the rest 'cause

Your beauty knows no bounds
But your words they find no sounds
'Cause you'd never talk to me
You're the rose and I'm the tree

I'm the tree, yeah, I'm the tree
Yes, you're so much more than me
I'm the tree, yeah, I'm the tree
You're the rose and I'm the tree

Would you notice if I sprung my leaves
And coloured them like autumn?
We could be something real sweet
But I don't have the fortune
For you to even look at me
I'm not like all the flowers
You always disable me
As nature strikes the hours

'Cause your beauty knows no bounds
But your words they find no sounds
'Cause you're so much more than me
You're the rose and I'm the tree
Yes, your beauty knows no bounds
But your words they find no sounds
'Cause you're so much more than me
You're the rose and I'm the tree

I'm the tree, yeah, I'm the tree
Yes you're so much more than me
I'm the tree, yeah, I'm the tree
You're the rose and I'm the tree

Written by:
Elliot Tyler

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