A little rose
Watched over with care
Not a single flaw
Or so it seems
Watch her thorns
You hold her close
In love and in fear
Of loosing her
A drop of blood falls
She's pricked you
So you toss her away
But arrive to hold her again
Prick! Stick! Pain!
Still each time
You drop her
And pick her up once more
All you care for is her beauty
You watch the petals
And make sure she can live
Still you ignore her thorns
Don't you get it!?
They won't go away
Yet you claim you don't care
She's a beauty still
You're blind
She's causing you pain you won't admit
You're blinded once again
And no one knows why
Another prick
Lost sight once mroe
You're blinded
And now people know why
They see it in how you hold her
Can't stand to see her cry
Your blinded once again
But always by love