The Last Dance
once you sent me paper roses
they began to cry enquiring why
they had to hide
why too young love had to die
before we tried
I was afraid that the blade of a sharp tongue
killed tender love, so the roses just bloomed in shade
flowers need sun
rescue undone
what i loved to save lies in a cold grave
now it’s too late to create resurrection
words, never said, never heard, sound too absurd
it’s too late to cry for lost love
she was too young
she died unsung
it’s too late to cry for lost love
it’s too late…
please forgive my silent good-bye
i know it was wrong to be for so long still and silent
i regret we missed the chance
give me one last dance…
why did you let me break your heart into pieces
a splint of this pain sticks in my veins too
it’s too late to cry for lost love
she was too young
she died unsung
it’s too late to cry for lost love
it’s too late…
had to leave you, though I loved you
to love you was like taboo
I loved you