Dead Red Roses

Dead red roses

Dead red roses

Their hearts are cold

Lovely but too hard to hold

Dead red roses

Dead red roses

Dead red roses

No use to cry

Everything that lives must die

Dead red roses

Someone walks by

Catches your eye And you feel your heart kick like a wild thing

Conversation, hesitation, then he takes your hand

Time goes by but, when you're dancing, doesn't time fly?

Lovely things are said with a dozen red roses

So when love grows like a red rose

Opens up till its heart is breaking

Let us fall in each recalling, tender memories

You can't let go (no)

When you hold him, feel the blood flow

Many tears are shed on a dozen red roses

Dead red roses

Dead red roses

Dead red roses

After the rain, there will be roses again

Red, red roses