White Rose

I spoke to you the other day on the phone, you didn't seem yourself. Are you all right? What happened? I'm here if you need me. That bastard doesn't deserve you. He treats you like shit, I don't see what you see in him. I can't even stand to be in th

Out of the sea onto the shore there came a story About a tear and a smile made of glory Moved a heart reached the sun and somehow thereby You came far on your run through the gardens Dreadful hours in the storm and the night refused to glow Your hope