The Rose She Holds

The roses i give her are wild and free.
Just like her love for me.
This amazing girl i call my love,
shes like an angle from obove.
when im around her shes all i see.
Oh she means so much to me.
I never thought i would find a lover,
that showed me i dont need another.
I want to be with her forever.
We are destined to be together.
She holds those roses for all to see,
and so i hold her close to me.
She is worth my whole life
that almost ended by knife.
When i saw she loved another
i swore i would fight for my dear lover.
The amazing things she dose to me,
like a rose wild and free.
The girl will be mine in the end
and for her love ill defend.
I just need to break his spell,
without her my life is hell.
one last chance to keep the love,
of the angle from obove.
Beauty like a wild red rose,
beauty that no one knows.
The world is hers upon a string.
Even now i hold her ring.
In hopes that i will break this spell,
so she can save me from my hell....
The rose i gave her was wild and free,
in the hopes she returns to me....