20 roses in my hand
hidden right at my back
I'll gift her...
she'll ask me for a hug
making smile she'll berg
ya, I'll keep my head on shoulder
she'll gently close my eyes
but I would see her face right
that's fixed inside
we'll sit on the grass
she will stare at me, a glace
I'd have lost in dreams
20 roses in my hand
how long do I have to stand?
seems like the time washed after that
Now, I look down she is 6 feet under
headstone says 'Oh man! she's ain't no more.'
20 roses in my hand
look here still I stand
she wants my hug
I know she needs
she loves me so deep
Now she'll come
I know she will come
There's cross on her grave
I'm sure she is safe
I keep these 20 roses here
I'm sure someday she'll come and take..
I'm knowing....
NJOY...
12 April 2010
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