Roses

He draws the shades down to his room
He tries to smile but it's no use
And he's wagering his life
He feels that he can never make it
No one could know because he fakes it
The end is waving in his palm

He tears the skin now (he's just a small boy)
He let's a cry out (in a small town)
He's turning pale now (with his hands up)
And he's trying to let go (and his face down)
Feeling helpless, he was so selfish
And all who love him may not see him smile again

His life is spilling to the floor
Someone is opening the door in time to save him
They'll see the pain behind his eyes
And stitch the wounds but inside he seems to die

He's trying, he's dying to know why they love him so
He lost his faith, he's gone astray and he's letting go
And he's trying, he's dying to know
Why they love him so?
He'll take another breath and smell the roses from his would be grave

He laid face down and kissed the ground
With peace of mind he closed his eyes
And when it rained that day it washed his pain away
And they'll send him flowers and he'll smile for hours
And he's fine now, and he thanks you all
You saved him from the fall, his pride will rise
Depression will die and he'll be so full of life

(Were all dying around him, I can't complain)