Dead Red Roses

Dead red roses
Dead red roses
Their hearts are cold
Lovely but too hard to hold
Dead red roses

Dead red roses
Dead red roses
No use to cry
Everything that lives must die
Dead red roses

Someone walks by
Catches your eye And you feel your heart kick like a wild thing
Conversation, hesitation, then he takes your hand
Time goes by but, when you’re dancing, doesn’t time fly?
Lovely things are said with a dozen red roses

So when love grows like a red rose
Opens up till its heart is breaking
Let us fall in each recalling, tender memories
You can’t let go (no)
When you hold him, feel the blood flow
Many tears are shed on a dozen red roses
Dead red roses

Dead red roses
Dead red roses
After the rain, there will be roses again
Red, red roses