Stolen Roses

There once was a time when I was a girl

that darkness hunged in my sky

I was old before I learned to be young

stone cold till I learn how to cry

and the weeds in the ground have grow up through my skin

it's taking a lonesome girl's heart

I will go where the stolen roses grow

to forget that I have fell apart

the thorns on the roses cut through my skin

the vultures flew down and then pecked

what lay on the surface was a tiny crack

and below was a gigantic wreck

so I held my head down and I dealt with the blows

In hope that I'd soon be free to go where the stolen roses grow

to forget I have bad memory

I will go where the stolen roses grow

I will go where the stolen roses grow

and the weeds in the ground have grow up through my skin

It's taking a lonesome girl's heart

I will go where the stolen roses grow

to forget that I have fell apart

I will go where the stolen roses grow

I will go where the stolen roses grow

I will go where the stolen roses grow