roses are red,
violets are blue
i beckon,
you come,
the night borne anew.
my sadness is red,
my love was blue.
ever enchanting,
i call out to you.
your blood is red,
your eyes were blue.
my hands are stained pink,
with the memory of you.
roses are red,
violets are blue
i beckon,
you come,
the night borne anew.
my sadness is red,
my love was blue.
ever enchanting,
i call out to you.
your blood is red,
your eyes were blue.
my hands are stained pink,
with the memory of you.