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