A rose needs sun to blossom and grow,
Just how much no one will ever know.
My heart is the rose, your love is the sun,
It's a cloudy day and sunshine has not begun.
My pedals are wilting, slowly to the ground,
Now more than ever because you're not around.
I started with ten pedals, now down to five,
Without sun this poor rose will not survive.
Four pedals left and still no sun,
Now I wonder if you're really the one.
Three pedals left and I don't know what to do
Clouds just won't let the sun shine through.
Two pedals to go before my little rose dies,
So far the weather report has been a lie.
One pedal left before this rose is gone,
Then without warning out pops the sun.
Love has a chance.
done by christine
