Rose
She's been up all night
Looking like a car crash inside
Well it's enough to make her Mother cry
An eye for an eye while she slowly dies
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands
She don't do black and blue
She's gonna tell him they're through
But you can bet your bottom dollar
He won't give up he's double trouble for her
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands hands
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands
Daughters I pray for you to find
A quiet safe place inside of you
You can be as gentle or strong as the wind
You can stand tall so don't you give in
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands hands hands
Looking like a car crash inside
Well it's enough to make her Mother cry
An eye for an eye while she slowly dies
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands
She don't do black and blue
She's gonna tell him they're through
But you can bet your bottom dollar
He won't give up he's double trouble for her
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands hands
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands
Daughters I pray for you to find
A quiet safe place inside of you
You can be as gentle or strong as the wind
You can stand tall so don't you give in
It's like watching a rose lose its' petals one by one in a thunderstorm
Well it's enough to make her Father cry
So you remember teach your sons to grow up and be good strong men
Cos' there's nothing tough about hurting hands hands hands
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Writer(s): Fiona O'shea
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