I am the rosebud You are the rain Here in this garden Of pleasure and pain. I raise my head And red lips unfold You crush my petals As you try to take hold. I really did love you And started to grow Till the storm overtook me And I had to let go. You said I would need you Like flowers need sun I started to blossom Grew leaves one by one. Darkness rolled over As I called out in vain Clouds of destruction With cold pounding rain. I wasn’t ready For your raging storm All that is left Are a stem and a thorn. I really did love you And started to grow Till the storm overtook me And I had to let go. The seeds that we planted Will they grow again Here in the garden Of pleasure and pain? I really did love you And started to grow Till the storm overtook me And I had to let go.