A Rose in the Wind - Silver Spoon

A rose in the wind has no use for spikes

It’s perfume is lost, it’s colors get dry

It looks like it holds, at least for a while

But it will go down in the end

You don’t understand

You cannot build your life on someone else' strength

I bow to our fate, I shout at the wind

I look for a meaning, I wait for a ring

And all that I do is looking for you

And I know you will come in the end

Someday I will feel your body again

The fire burns high, and you cannot pretend…

Like a rose in the wind