you can't go where the roses go

today i saw the roses die

the ones that we picked out

and i turned around to cry

i could not help myself

i know where the roses go

who do what they should do

and baby

you won't go where the roses go

if you can't be true

today i saw the roses die

the ones that we picked out

as i stood there i could see

i could not help them now

i know where the roses go

who do what they should do

and baby

you won't go where the roses go

if you can't be true

don't you want to walk where the flowers play

beneath the sky of gold

where the little white doves fly by the hour

singing our love will never grow cold?

oh

today i saw the roses die

the ones that we picked out

and i hoped that you could tell

what it was all about

i know where the roses go

who do what they should do

and baby

you won't go where the roses go

if you can't be true

you won't go there

if you can't be true

you can't go there

if you can't be true

you won't go there

if you can't be true.