Ruby

Ruby I hope you find a place where you can unwind
I hope you find it won't pass you by
Ruby you're made of sand
Your eyes are of foreign lands
It's in your mind, it's in your mind

Seven is a number that you will find
Takes you through the night and out for a ride
Even dead flowers hang from a vine
Every pretty rose is waiting to die

Ruby you're made of glass
You shatter and turn to ash
When no one's there, when no one's there
Ruby you're just a flame
You burn softer than the rain
I'm only here because of you

Seven is a number that you will find
Takes you through the night and out for a ride
Even dead flowers hang from a vine
Every pretty rose is waiting to die

Ruby you're time has come
There's nowhere left for you to run
So come with me, oh come with me
The moonlight is awful pale when you can't see anyone but yourself
Oh come with me, oh come with me

Seven is a number that you will find
Takes you through the night and out for a ride
Even dead flowers hang from a vine
Every pretty rose is waiting to die
Every pretty rose is waiting to die



Credits
Writer(s): Louise Claire Burns
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