White Rose

You were waiting for your chance, it wasn’t coming
You were waiting for your chance, it finally came
Did they catch you standing still, were you thinking about running
Did they know you were the ones who hated evil more than pain
Just an old photograph left to show
White roses fall in the snow
Bursting into flower red roses grow
Where white roses lay broken in the snow
You could have lived to be old without trying
Just your children to remember your name
Beautiful flowers are beautiful dying
When you died for true love you didn’t die in vain
Just an old photograph left to show
White roses fall in the snow
Bursting into flower red roses grow
Where white roses lay broken in the snow
So easily you make me cry
Like pouring rain tearsdrops fall from my eyes
But there’s no virtue in crying and no virtue in trying
To deny I wouldn’t stand by the tracks and never see the trains
Just an old photograph left to show
White roses fall in the snow
Bursting into flower red roses grow
Where white roses lay broken in the snow