I sit in the silence of a sun set beach
And in a slight rush of wind...

Like a mist descending upon me
Thoughts I can't see through suffocate me...

I lie on the warm grass
Watching the setting sun...

Surrounded by noise, chaos
The never ceasing traffic...

When I go back home
I long to remember...

Once beautiful, a symbol of our love
Twelve red roses at the door...