I remember how I lost you. The car that took you away. You died,I cried and cried and cried That very fateful day. I blame myself for loving you, I cry myself to sleep. It's like climbing up the tallest mountain, Tall and far and steep. My wounds they bleed,they never stop, The red rose you gave me, Is the only thing that gives me hope To carry on being me. I keep it in a jar, It makes me cry to see, It sitting there. Your not here for me. Your promised you would help me You promised you'd be there. No matter how far apart we were no matter how near. I hug the rose up to my chest And let my pain pour out. But I can never release my love, For you in which I felt.