Rose in the Vase - Motorama

Several years

Away from each other

Away from each other

Several years

From highlands and oceans

To lowlands and rivers

Therefore the pain won’t stop

I spend my days sitting

In front of the fireplace

You spend your days dying

Like a rose in the vase

New day comes

Days go by

I spend my days sitting

In front of the fireplace

You spend your days dying

Like a rose in the vase