Ooh heeey heeey
We are the roses in the garden
beauty with thorns among our leaves
To pick a rose you ask your hands to bleed
What is the reason for having roses
when your blood is shed carelessly
It must be for something more than vanity
oooooh
Believe me the truth is we're not honest
Not the people that we dream
Not as close as we could be
How can we know the one to follow
With the best of the best we could lead
Toward a better life
Toward decency
How we love the lives we're given
But we're trapped inside the prison
Of our goodness of our evil
Of humanity
oooooh
All in time
But the clock is another demon
That divides our time in Eden
In our Paradise
Will we know the simple pleasure
Will we learn to love and treasure
These precious gifts of life
Be enraptured
By the bounty
And the phrase we heard resounding