Lyric

The answer was late, the path is now closed

I lost the warmth that your fingers exposed

You brushed back your hair, and you said goodbye

Leaving the roses to wither and die

The person in the mirror has a stranger’s face

Lost in a cold and empty space

Inside my heart, in the dark and the deep

The Rose of Sorrow is the secret I keep

No one can find it, no one can see

A garden of sadness, blooming in me

I played it off with a joke and a lie

Watching the truth of my heart pass us by

Like a dead phone line, cold and still

I’m fighting the shivers and fighting the chill

Washing the tears in the shower's spray

Decorating windows with flowers of gray

"Stay as you are," was the wish I made

Now I’m just a ghost in the deepening shade

Rose of Sorrow

No one can find