A rose dies petal by petal But all of them settle so sweetly A girl cries heartache on heartache And how can't her Heart break completely? Ohcan't all this evil be undone? Even if he is not the one? Do the roses come Back in the spring Or do they just wilt and die? I thought that love Was a beautiful thing Then why does it make us cry? A bird flies free in the wind And its freedom would Fool you sweetly The sun dies every day And it leaves you In darkness completely Do the roses come Back in the spring Or do they just wilt and die? I thought that love Was a beautiful thing Then why does it make us cry? Do the storms settle after the rain? And will the fledgling fly? And do the clouds break For sunshine again? Does love really never die? (Come back to me) (Come back to me) (Please come back to me) (Come back to me) Do the roses come Back in the spring Or do they just wilt and die? I thought that love Was a beautiful thing Then why does it make us cry?