Roses

He draws the shades down to his room

He tries to smile but it's no use

And he's wagering his life

He feels that he can never make it

No one could know because he fakes it

The end is waving in his palm

He tears the skin now (he's just a small boy)

He let's a cry out (in a small town)

He's turning pale now (with his hands up)

And he's trying to let go (and his face down)

Feeling helpless, he was so selfish

And all who love him may not see him smile again

His life is spilling to the floor

Someone is opening the door in time to save him

They'll see the pain behind his eyes

And stitch the wounds but inside he seems to die

He's trying, he's dying to know why they love him so

He lost his faith, he's gone astray and he's letting go

And he's trying, he's dying to know

Why they love him so?

He'll take another breath and smell the roses from his would be grave

He laid face down and kissed the ground

With peace of mind he closed his eyes

And when it rained that day it washed his pain away

And they'll send him flowers and he'll smile for hours

And he's fine now, and he thanks you all

You saved him from the fall, his pride will rise

Depression will die and he'll be so full of life

(Were all dying around him, I can't complain)