[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