red roses

i believe in the goodness, though broken down and beaten, and i believe in the chances, and when they came, they were taken, now all that wasted energy, we never really felt that way, now i'm older i see, there's no escape in the empty, we belong in a world away from here, words aren't spoken, just the quiet, of red roses, so close your eyes now and go to sleep, don't be afraid of the darkness, anyone can see you're still full of hope and open spaces, and we belong in a world away from here, where words aren't spoken, just the quiet, of red roses, where the world wont come in, and where time don't begin, and words aren't spoken, just the quiet, of red roses, just red roses