Water the Roses

I guess it can't be helped, it's just a matter of when Do you think she'd notice if I never bloomed again? As my roots grow tangled, letters rotting on read I just close my eyes as I get stuck within my head Late nights alone The sapling prays to grow, to sow To see you through the phone Through paths unknown My heart elopes by prose, hello Awarded best in show My inking slows, and we're running in circles again A worn out plea for anything To prove this poem complete, I've come to see That if it's bеtween you and me Words won't get through to anyone Lost in the flower-buds It's only three small words that I'm desperate to hear But I can't be certain if you're always nowhere near If the sun grew cold, proving all that I fear If I had your blessing, then it all would disappear But I feel so stupid 'Cause you feel the same And when I water the roses I can't trust you to stay And so I lay, neath the shimmering moon Just a love-struck fool What do I do but wait for you? Late nights inert Rehearsing every word, unheard A sonnet-silent blur, and sure it hurts These fingertips covered in dirt Still digging for a love returned, a single sordid verse It's only three small words that could make me run away Moving soil like mountains for a chance of brighter days But the eight small letters never show me their grace Kiss a rose or push daisies under skies forever gray And I feel so stupid 'Cause you feel the same And when I water the roses I can't trust you to stay So here I lay, neath the shimmering moon Just a love-struck fool What do I do but wait for you? People come and surely they go Flowers wilt and surely they grow Oh, my heart, don't spare me the truth When I bloom, it won't be for you Oh, people come and quickly they go Oh, right through my heart, will I ever grow? I guess it can't be helped It's just a matter of when If she just won't notice Then I'll take it on the chin If our roots grow separate And the roses stay dead I can plant new seeds And pen tomorrow's flowerbed And I feel so stupid 'Cause you feel the same And when I water the roses I can't trust you to stay So here I lay, neath the shimmering moon Just a love-struck fool What do I do but wait for you? People come and surely they go Flowers wilt and surely they grow Oh, my heart, so sure of the truth When I bloom, it won't be for you Oh, people come and quickly they go Oh, soon comes the spring, these roses will grow