Rose's Interlude

Time waits for no man
If you stumble you're on your own
A rose for your thoughts ma'am
Your aura blossomed a lovely tone
Separate me
Separate me from the one I'm with
Lust perceived I'm weak
I'm weak from the one I'm vibing with
Looking into her eyes
Hers are so undefined
She grabs my hand (No turning back now)

If I could turn back time
I wish I never met Rose
She stole my heart and my pride
All I got left, all I got left is
(Nothing she took it all)
All I got left, all I got left is
(This black rose, her calling card)



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Postley
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