When I speak about it now
I put things to say to you
Maybe I've been dismayed
Maybe that's the truth
We're like the roses
Standing in the backyard
There is no misery
In the time we grew up wild
When I look out the door
And know what it's there for
To leave or to come back
Safe in the morning
Safely unwounded
Roaming too late
Suddenly I fall dear
In the time we grew up wild
And we're like the roses
Standing in the backyard
There is no misery
In the time we grew up wild