Dying roses withering as the sun disappears.
Forever gone by, an everlasting night.
shines the moon on a petal of a rose, dying without light in the dead of night.
Dying roses near the tombstones beyond the night of death.
People lie them their after one had passed, but that is in the past, now their dead, the flowers too, and that's all I say to you.
Dying roses say goodbye for now its time you have to die.