Song | Blue Roses |
Artist | Flyleaf |
Album | Between the Stars |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.178] | You said “come on, let's go down that yellow brick road” |
[00:08.270] | But that path was primrose and led back to black and white |
[00:16.725] | And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know |
[00:24.805] | My hearts been tangled with thorns that choke the light |
[00:32.270] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[00:40.375] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[00:48.589] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they’re blue |
[00:57.622] | Gonna find my way, break the lock on the emerald city gates |
[01:05.485] | It could be simple, but we’re only half-awake |
[01:13.366] | I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems |
[01:21.750] | I feel my head begin to spin, I'm not alright |
[01:29.207] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[01:37.331] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[01:45.495] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they’re blue |
[02:08.206] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:16.141] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:23.422] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[02:30.182] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[02:38.365] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they’re blue |
[02:48.262] | (Stop, stop, stop…) |
[02:50.777] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:56.822] | Free to bloom again when they're blue |
[00:00.178] | You said " come on, let' s go down that yellow brick road" |
[00:08.270] | But that path was primrose and led back to black and white |
[00:16.725] | And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know |
[00:24.805] | My hearts been tangled with thorns that choke the light |
[00:32.270] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[00:40.375] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[00:48.589] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they' re blue |
[00:57.622] | Gonna find my way, break the lock on the emerald city gates |
[01:05.485] | It could be simple, but we' re only halfawake |
[01:13.366] | I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems |
[01:21.750] | I feel my head begin to spin, I' m not alright |
[01:29.207] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[01:37.331] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[01:45.495] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they' re blue |
[02:08.206] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:16.141] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:23.422] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[02:30.182] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[02:38.365] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they' re blue |
[02:48.262] | Stop, stop, stop |
[02:50.777] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:56.822] | Free to bloom again when they' re blue |
[00:00.178] | You said " come on, let' s go down that yellow brick road" |
[00:08.270] | But that path was primrose and led back to black and white |
[00:16.725] | And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know |
[00:24.805] | My hearts been tangled with thorns that choke the light |
[00:32.270] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[00:40.375] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[00:48.589] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they' re blue |
[00:57.622] | Gonna find my way, break the lock on the emerald city gates |
[01:05.485] | It could be simple, but we' re only halfawake |
[01:13.366] | I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems |
[01:21.750] | I feel my head begin to spin, I' m not alright |
[01:29.207] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[01:37.331] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[01:45.495] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they' re blue |
[02:08.206] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:16.141] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:23.422] | Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you |
[02:30.182] | Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound |
[02:38.365] | Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they' re blue |
[02:48.262] | Stop, stop, stop |
[02:50.777] | Let go of the stems, free to bloom again |
[02:56.822] | Free to bloom again when they' re blue |