The roses are heavy
With rain and for ages
They'll have to veil
And the pictures are whispering
The ones we belong to
Caught in forever
Startled and proud
All laughing together

And babe, if you'd met him
I picture you'd sit
Lost in my wisdom
With two barrelled wings
Then he'd steal you for dancing
And you'd lend him your arms
And I'd stooge for your laughing
And you'd swirl in the chaos of joy

The roses are heavy
With rain and for ages
They'll have to veil
And the pictures are whispering
He'd steal you for dancing
And you'd lend him your arms
And I'd stooge for your laughing
And you'd swirl in the chaos of joy