The Red Rose

My Heart Is A Rose
That Peels When Neglected,
But Blooms When It Feels Like It Has Been Accepted

The Thorns That Surround It,
Are Knives Through My Heart
You Can't Bear To Touch Them,
Or It Might Break Apart

When The Rain Falls Down,
I Feel Like My Soul Has Been Lifted
As My Mind Seems To Grow,
When The Pain Has Been Shifted

Nothing Is Strong Enough To Pull Out The Pain,
So Give Me A Love That My Heart Will Contain