Wild Roses - Bill Ryder-Jones

A lasting glance is turned missed chance

'Cause fortune favours every body but me

Taking every single piss

Turning stories into beautiful truths

Not that it matters to me

But now it seems so clear

Because the roses near

How can it be so clear?

Wild roses, give me something

All I know is, the wild roses

Good things take too long

At last it comes, but then it’s gone

Just like a rose left in the sun

Wild roses, give me something

All I know is, the wild roses

Wild roses, they give me something

All I know is, the wild roses

Wild roses, they give me something

All I know is, I love wild roses

Yeah all I know is

I love wild roses

Yeah all I know is

I love the wild roses