Blue Roses
๐ต 1090 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
๐ ID: 590186
๐ Lyrics
You said "Come on, let's go down that Yellow Brick Road"
But that path was primrose and led back to black and white
And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know
My heart's been tangled with thorns that choke the light
Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
Gonna find my way, break the lock on the Emerald City gates
It could be simple, but we're only half-awake
I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems
I feel my head begin to spin, I'm not alright
Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
When they're blue
Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
Here I go, collecting roses to me from you
Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
(Stop, stop, stop) Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
(Stop, stop, stop) Free to bloom again when they're blue
But that path was primrose and led back to black and white
And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know
My heart's been tangled with thorns that choke the light
Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
Gonna find my way, break the lock on the Emerald City gates
It could be simple, but we're only half-awake
I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems
I feel my head begin to spin, I'm not alright
Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
When they're blue
Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
Here I go, collecting roses to me from you
Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
(Stop, stop, stop) Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
(Stop, stop, stop) Free to bloom again when they're blue
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.82] You said "Come on, let's go down that Yellow Brick Road"
[00:08.09] But that path was primrose and led back to black and white
[00:16.26] And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know
[00:24.52] My heart's been tangled with thorns that choke the light
[00:31.83] Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
[00:39.95] Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
[00:48.60] Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
[00:57.21] Gonna find my way, break the lock on the Emerald City gates
[01:05.05] It could be simple, but we're only half-awake
[01:12.81] I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems
[01:21.44] I feel my head begin to spin, I'm not alright
[01:28.82] Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
[01:37.07] Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
[01:45.01] Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
[01:58.13] When they're blue
[02:07.12] Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
[02:15.33] Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
[02:23.31] Here I go, collecting roses to me from you
[02:30.14] Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
[02:38.08] Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
[02:47.70] (Stop, stop, stop) Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
[02:56.18] (Stop, stop, stop) Free to bloom again when they're blue
[03:10.98]
[00:08.09] But that path was primrose and led back to black and white
[00:16.26] And now I know, since that day you chose to let me know
[00:24.52] My heart's been tangled with thorns that choke the light
[00:31.83] Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
[00:39.95] Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
[00:48.60] Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
[00:57.21] Gonna find my way, break the lock on the Emerald City gates
[01:05.05] It could be simple, but we're only half-awake
[01:12.81] I feel the pain set in when I think of you and grip the stems
[01:21.44] I feel my head begin to spin, I'm not alright
[01:28.82] Oh, here I go, collecting roses to me from you
[01:37.07] Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
[01:45.01] Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
[01:58.13] When they're blue
[02:07.12] Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
[02:15.33] Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
[02:23.31] Here I go, collecting roses to me from you
[02:30.14] Oh, here I go, a dozen red for every wound
[02:38.08] Oh, now I stop and smell the roses when they're blue
[02:47.70] (Stop, stop, stop) Let go of the stems, free to bloom again
[02:56.18] (Stop, stop, stop) Free to bloom again when they're blue
[03:10.98]