The most beautiful thing that a being can discover
Is that of a feeling when they have become a lover
And that it can poison anyone with that of one thought
And that if bonds shall break, so will your heart
And we can say sorry all that we want
But truths tell that our hearts
Are nothing but a Rose
A Rose that we refuse let grow
And if we had all let go
Then our lives would be none of the sorrow
For a relationship would never end
And love and happiness would bend
And around the continuum it would descend
For there would be a lifetime to begin
With our lives, our heart, The Rose
