Wild Roses
Why not speak about it now
I put things that shade to you
Maybe I've been dismayed
Maybe that's the truth
And we're like the roses
Stoned in the backyard
There is no misery
In the time we grew wild
Why not look out the door
And know what it's there for
To leave or to come back
Safe in the morning
Safely, unwounded
Roaming too late
Suddenly, I find you
In the town we grew up wild
And we're like the roses
Stoned in the backyard
There is no misery
In the time we grew wild
I put things that shade to you
Maybe I've been dismayed
Maybe that's the truth
And we're like the roses
Stoned in the backyard
There is no misery
In the time we grew wild
Why not look out the door
And know what it's there for
To leave or to come back
Safe in the morning
Safely, unwounded
Roaming too late
Suddenly, I find you
In the town we grew up wild
And we're like the roses
Stoned in the backyard
There is no misery
In the time we grew wild
Credits
Writer(s): Hope Sandoval, Colm Michael O Ciosoig, Alan Christian Browne
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