Wilting white roses
Fill an empty vase
Dying ever so slowly
Dying with silent grace

I died the say you gave them to me
And will die in the many days to come
I’ll die in your arms peacefully
I’ll die, but I’ll never run

You gave me these roses
And I didn’t know what to do
I didn’t know that they’d fill this vase
I didn’t know you’d fill me too