The Red Red Rose
before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry
You told me of a red red rose
then you made those words so clear to me
the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart, it is contained
Now through my life, you've come and gone
and sorrow was our legacy
I try my best to carry on
without the better part of me
My lady, and my little girl
the greatest joy that I have known
but selfishness destroyed our world
she's left to reap what we have sown
the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it is contained
So I try my best to make it through
the truth you told me long ago
all that's left of me, is my love for you
I no longer hold the rose
the beauty in a red red rose
is hard to love, even harder to hold
for its freshness fades and dies
but the love that's held inside
is not so easy to let go
for in the heart it must remain
before our time drew to a close
you touched my life with poetry
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