ROSE
02-25-2010, 02:49 PM
I sit in the park where I dwell
For this Girl I love so well
She took my heart away from me
Now she wants to set me free
I see a Boy on her lap
She says things to him she never said to me
I ran home to cry on my bed
Not a word to mother was said
Father came home late that night
He looked at me from left to right
He saw me hanging from a rope
He took his knife to cut me down
And on my dress a note was found
Dig my grave Dig it deep
Dig my grave From head to feet
And on the top place a dove
And remember this, I Died for Love
For this Girl I love so well
She took my heart away from me
Now she wants to set me free
I see a Boy on her lap
She says things to him she never said to me
I ran home to cry on my bed
Not a word to mother was said
Father came home late that night
He looked at me from left to right
He saw me hanging from a rope
He took his knife to cut me down
And on my dress a note was found
Dig my grave Dig it deep
Dig my grave From head to feet
And on the top place a dove
And remember this, I Died for Love