White Roses

Pack up the sun And sweep away the stars And hang a veil over the moon The cars are parked The bells are ringing out Just never thought you'd leave so soon But those white roses Are growing round the houses That you buried under the arches all your life Will you beg my forgiveness? Will you be my only witness? To this bird in flight Over those white, white roses Those white, white roses I prayed for you When no-one was listening I helped you blow your candles out Good afternoon Good evening and good night I didn’t want this day to end But those white roses Are growing around the houses That you buried under the arches all your life Will you beg my forgiveness? Will you be my only witness? To this bird in flight Over those white, white roses Those white, white roses