Bed of Roses

Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows
And the still air is sweet with summer flowers;
In the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream
And in dreaming I would while away the hours
Long, long gone yesterday
And the castle and the prince and the God to whom I prayed
Well, I made, and I’m gonna lie in this bed of roses
I’m tired of trying to be free
Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses
Bed of roses I believed my life would be
Well, I wasted years
All the useless, bitter tears
If I’d known I’d have stopped it at the start
I knew life was long
And I knew life could go wrong
But I never knew my life would break my heart
Dreams die harder than pride
I have learned my lesson well
I will put them both aside
'Cause I made and I’m gonna lie in this bed of roses
I’m tired and I’m dying to be free
Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses
Bed of roses I believed my life would be
Roses die, and all the fairy tales are lies
And I guess that’s just too bad for poor old me
'Cause I made, and I’m gonna lie in my bed of roses
Bed of roses I believed my life would be
Bed of roses I believed my life would be