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