Chorus
You hurl insults at me,
I hurl them back,
You say we’re together,
I say, we’re off track …
You throw me into disarray,
Everytime that you, in my bed, stay …
But honey, when you throw a rose,
That’s when all this hatefulness goes.
Who knows what else blows ?
Is it only blood, through my veins that flows ?
What other flower could you have chose ?
It’s the rose, that means our love grows and grows !
Chorus
Let me throw light upon the matter,
The petals fall one by one,
Every time we natter …
When you throw me away, I feel like I splatter.
Chorus
You ask me, “What’s all this shouting’s about ?”,
Of course, it’s when you throw me out !
But when you throw me a rose,
I sense the scent of roses, throughout.
Chorus
Honey, don’t throw me out … I’m not something to be dismissed,
I’m a red rose, to be treasured, adored and kissed (repeat to fade).
© Jacqueline Richards 2008
