Roses

Somebody's into roses now What do you do with them? You've got no reason to trim them No nice place to throw them Because it doesn't seem right To throw them away Yet you can't very well Send them back the other way You're always try to be nice But is it really the right way? I've seen you smile The way you smile And I know you really do care And you mean no harm And people look for their reflections Everywhere in everyone Some like a soft glow, some a little sharper depiction You're always trying to be Next to the ones you want to see It's not really up to them What you see Somebody's into roses now What do you do with them? You've got no reason to trim them No nice place to throw them Because it doesn't seem right To throw them away Yet you can't very well Send them back the other way You're always try to be nice But is it really the right way? I've seen you smile The way you smile And I know you really do care And you mean no harm And people look for their reflections Everywhere in everyone Some like a soft glow, some a little sharper depiction You're always trying to be Next to the ones you want to see It's not really up to them What you see Whatever you see Whatever you see, it's okay by me Whatever you see Whatever you see, it's okay by me Whatever you see Whatever you see, it's okay, it's alright by me