Use to give her roses,
I wish I could again;
But that was on the outside,
and things were different then.
We'd built over world together,
with a love so clear and strong,
But that was on the outside;
Where did I go wrong?
On the inside the sun still shines
And the rain falls down;
But the sun and rain are prisoners too,
When morning comes around.
Last night I dreamed we were together,
Sharing all the love we've known;
Til I had to face the nightmare,
Of waking up alone.
On the inside the sun still shines;
And the rain falls down;
But the sun and rain are prisoners too,
When morning comes around.
On the inside the roses grow;
They don't mind the stoney ground;
But the roses here are prisoners too,
When morning comes around.
Use to give me roses,
I wish I could again;
But that was on the outside,
And things were different then.

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