Roses Are Red

Still waiting...
A touch of turpentine
What are you hiding, girl?
Have you made up your mind?
Shes nothing in her fantasies
She sings in broken melodies
That Im putting back together again
These days were dreaming of
The ways we fell in love
The things were guilty of
Still raining...
Another day inside
Why are you smiling girl?
Have you made up your mind?
If you want to, If you need to, it could be true tonight.
[ These Days Lyrics ]