Intro : (3x)
I picked a ro se this morn ing
And it wa s so fre sh it looked like it was crying
I thought how sa d to be so b eautiful
Only to wi ther and di e
Like papa's ro ses s oft and pale
Like petals thro wn in the d irt
Only sile nce is s poken here
All that grows he re is hurt
And papa's ros es
Papa wasn't rea lly a h ardened man
He could be te nder at t imes
I remembe r it was like a h oliday
When he was ge ntle and ki nd
He gave those flo wers his h eart and soul
I wish he'd sa ved some for m e
It would have be en such a s imple thing
For me to be
Like papa's ro ses s oft and pale
Like petals thro wn in the d irt
Only sile nce is s poken here
All that grows he re is hurt
Voices that whi sper s oft and low
Forever bu ried ins ide
Haunted by i mages d ark and cold
Forever bu rned in your mi nd
But I drea med I could f ly away
Like an ange l I'd f ly
To a pla ce where I could f orget
Forget tha t I was li ke
Like papa's ro ses s oft and pale
Like petals thro wn in the d irt
Only sile nce is s poken here
All that grows he re is hurt
And papa's ros es
Like papa's ro ses s oft and pale
Like petals thro wn in the d irt
Only sile nce is s poken here
All that grows he re is hurt
And papa's ros es
Papa's ro ses
Papa's ro ses