Roses, the pink flowers given to me by the one I loved,
petals scattered across the floor of my room,
where we once both laid in each others arms,
the colour of the glasses that I wore when I saw you
and what everyone else was unable to see.

Smoke, the signals rising high into the air
something's burning
something's burning
I can't see whats happening or what you're feeling
an impending sense of danger and fear is arriving
and battering me like a relentless sea of anger and pain

Ashes were the aftermath,
of what we once did share,
you needed to get away
and leave the ones who care
I can never forgive you for what you've done
I'll remember for the rest of my days
It burns too deep
and hurts too much
for my heart to get away.