Roses are red, and violets are blue,
the sugar was sweet and so were you.
But the roses have wilted and the violets are dead,
the sugar bowl's empty...your wrists stained red.
The sun isn't shining, the sky isn't clear
the golden rainbow has vanished because you're not here.
The snow keep on falling so far from the light
as you there frozen with no help in sight.
Your beauty is unreal as warm as the sun
but time can't be turned, nor your actions undone.
Such a true love, a love that ran deep,
the only true friend I knew I could keep.
Roses are red and violets are blue,
the sugar was sweet and so were you.
