Roses

It’s not all about roses, roses
It’s not all about love
It’s not all about good times, good times
It’s not all about us
When you’re not here
When you’re not here
I disappear
My friends ask me where I’ve been, I’ve been
I lie and say I’ve been around
But really I’ve been in my bed, my bed
Hiding underneath a cloud
When you’re not here
When you’re not here
I disappear
It’s not all about roses, roses
It’s not all about love
It’s not all about good times, good times
It’s not all about us
When you’re not here
When you’re not here
I disappear
Ooh-ooh-ooh, come back
Soo-ooh-oon
Ooh-ooh-ooh, come back
Soo-ooh-oon
Ooh-ooh-ooh, come back
Soo-ooh-oon
Ooh-ooh-ooh, come back
Soo-ooh-oon
It’s not all about happy, happy
It’s not all about sad
It’s a little bit numbing, numbing
It’s a little bit bad
When you’re not here
When you’re not here
I disappear