I Write Whatever I Want To Write
I gave a rose
But grasped a thorn, and
Blood was streaming
Down my arm
All that tangled in my heart
Was a briar and a rose.
I stemmed the flow
And rode the tide
But fortune wasn't
On my side
Heal the wound
Forget the bride
The Briar holds no rose.
But grasped a thorn, and
Blood was streaming
Down my arm
All that tangled in my heart
Was a briar and a rose.
I stemmed the flow
And rode the tide
But fortune wasn't
On my side
Heal the wound
Forget the bride
The Briar holds no rose.