Red roses are so cliché—and a yellow rose did not say enough
A white rose speaks of purity—perhaps I should have reached for the blue
Though mysterious, that colored rose just did not seem to suit you.
I could have reached for the pink, but I held back
Though your presense gives me happiness—the pink just seemed to lack.
I needed something more—something that spoke of us
That said “forever is our friendship” and you’re the one I’ll forever trust.
And that is when it dawned on me—the colored rose I’ll give
The color of all eternity. The one that forever lives.
You might think this is crazy—like logic never once touched my mind
Perhaps you’re right, but this is the only way to state our friendship is eternal
And that even in the darkest light—you’ll always shine.
So I present to you a black rose—yes, go ahead and gasp in fright
But let me explain this to you and perhaps you’ll see my logic may be right.
A black rose is symbolized as death—thanks to Hollywood these days
But isn’t death the only thing that is eternal? Forever you live in memories
And this is my way of saying—that even in the after life
You’ll always be a best friend to me.
Nothing in life nor in death could ever change that.
A white rose speaks of purity—perhaps I should have reached for the blue
Though mysterious, that colored rose just did not seem to suit you.
I could have reached for the pink, but I held back
Though your presense gives me happiness—the pink just seemed to lack.
I needed something more—something that spoke of us
That said “forever is our friendship” and you’re the one I’ll forever trust.
And that is when it dawned on me—the colored rose I’ll give
The color of all eternity. The one that forever lives.
You might think this is crazy—like logic never once touched my mind
Perhaps you’re right, but this is the only way to state our friendship is eternal
And that even in the darkest light—you’ll always shine.
So I present to you a black rose—yes, go ahead and gasp in fright
But let me explain this to you and perhaps you’ll see my logic may be right.
A black rose is symbolized as death—thanks to Hollywood these days
But isn’t death the only thing that is eternal? Forever you live in memories
And this is my way of saying—that even in the after life
You’ll always be a best friend to me.
Nothing in life nor in death could ever change that.
