You never promised me a rose garden

You never promised me a rose garden
nor the stars upon the sky
you never swore before the dewey moon
our love would never die
my love stood still
enduring the test of time
your love withered away
like a rose in december
so what shall i do?
shall i look for a place called eternity
where thou confessed our love would stay?
or shall i give up hope?
our mortal souls soon shall perish
tis the day me soul is no more
my love will still stand
proud and strong