The Rose
Soft, gray eyes
Reflecting back the sky
And searching me for something
You'd never find
I let you rest
Your head upon my chest
You held me for a moment
Then you were gone and I was left
The world turns on and on
Like a never-ending song
I hear your voice after it snows
It echoes in the silence
Where our garden used to grow
Oh, we couldn't trim our thorns
But I'm allowed to miss the rose
I should've known
That these things, they never fade
And the snow angels that you made
Would leave a hole
I hear distant bells
A refrain begins to swell
There's hope found in their voices
Oh that someday the snow will melt
The world turns on and on
Like a never-ending song
I hear your voice after it snows
It echoes in the silence
Where our garden used to grow
Oh, we couldn't trim our thorns
But I'm allowed to miss the rose
I should've known
That these things, they never fade
And the snow angels that you made
Would leave a hole
We were meant to burn out from the start
But how am I meant to see without the stars?
You're in another galaxy
But I keep finding stardust in the dark
I hear your voice after it snows
It echoes in the silence
Where our garden used to grow
Oh, we couldn't trim our thorns
But I'm allowed to miss the rose
I should've known
That these things, they never fade
And the snow angels that you made
Would leave a hole
Reflecting back the sky
And searching me for something
You'd never find
I let you rest
Your head upon my chest
You held me for a moment
Then you were gone and I was left
The world turns on and on
Like a never-ending song
I hear your voice after it snows
It echoes in the silence
Where our garden used to grow
Oh, we couldn't trim our thorns
But I'm allowed to miss the rose
I should've known
That these things, they never fade
And the snow angels that you made
Would leave a hole
I hear distant bells
A refrain begins to swell
There's hope found in their voices
Oh that someday the snow will melt
The world turns on and on
Like a never-ending song
I hear your voice after it snows
It echoes in the silence
Where our garden used to grow
Oh, we couldn't trim our thorns
But I'm allowed to miss the rose
I should've known
That these things, they never fade
And the snow angels that you made
Would leave a hole
We were meant to burn out from the start
But how am I meant to see without the stars?
You're in another galaxy
But I keep finding stardust in the dark
I hear your voice after it snows
It echoes in the silence
Where our garden used to grow
Oh, we couldn't trim our thorns
But I'm allowed to miss the rose
I should've known
That these things, they never fade
And the snow angels that you made
Would leave a hole
Credits
Writer(s): Asa Draney
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