Roses, the Story of Last Night

It’s amazing how you hold yourself When those around you have fallen away And there you were, to be or not They’ll whisper until you break They’ll whisper until you bow Visit’s the church of her Christ But you know it’s not where you belong They can’t tell you who to be But then we wouldn’t have a song to sing Flower girl in her mothers dress She ran away from home Knew her worst was she at her best Handed down jewels around her neck This is all of my runaway you may love So it was goodbye to everything When there was nothing left of you to steal Something made up when nothing else was real This loneliness was yours Because no one knew how to keep your ease And your family closed the doors Replaced you With the love for something they had no use for Roses in the air As the weather smeared your smile If this is where it ends With the fragrance of a child She was like roses in the air You were scattered around your needs A soft and gentle breeze But the world was so careless with it’s touch Her roses felt the air When the world was not so nice You held your tears at night “story of last night”