LYRIC

I held a rose
I pricked a thorn
I watched the storm come
Break the moan
I am alone
I was ashamed
No thing to blame but
A rose
She dare inspire
More than a keep
More than a week could
Ask of me
I held a rose
I pricked a thorn
I watched the storm come
Break the moan

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