The Roses (Volta Pra Casa)

Neckhel

Compositor: Patrick Neckhel

Shining eyes
To the skies
The roses were never meant to die

And they say
I was weak all along

Someday
You'll wake up
You feel me
Don't let go

The roses
The roses
The roses

I miss your arms when you were holding me
Even if you wasn't here

Come home
Come home

Now it's dark outside
You're searching for a cold light
And they say
Just give up
You can just
Let them go

The roses
The roses
(The roses)