Roses Are Not Red - Simone White

roses are not red

a still life never growing

the sun is not a source of light

and the wind will not be blowing

birds will die

up in the sky

the sky that is not blue

everything is as it was

i never loved you

i never loved you

roses are not red

the rain is not been falling

and telephones ring unaware

of why we bother calling

no one there

would ever care

to hear what we’ve been through

everything is in its place

i never loved you

i never loved you

your face, so unremarkable

could never light this lonely town

your voice, all but forgotten

does not echo every single sound

your eyes without expression,

there’s nothing special in that case

so why do i spend every night

dreaming of the things i’ll never miss?

no joy as spring arrives

there’s nothing sad about you leaving

and i will live my life the same

maybe this time without breathing

so look through these eyes

that never cried

and any fool could see what’s true

roses are not red

roses are not red

roses are not red

and i never loved you

roses are not red

roses are not red

roses are not red

and i never loved you