Like a Rose

Love is like a rose
It blooms in the summer
and dies in the winter.

Love is like a rose
a rose that knows its dying
a rose that know's that the end is near.

Love is like a rose
pretty and filled with life
then slowly the petals fall off
they fall to the ground

Love is like a rose
a rose will never come again
Love is like a rose.

A rose dies in the end
as well does what you
believe is love.

Love is like a fake rose
roses bloom in spring
not the summer
summer love is like that fake rose
your love is a fake rose.