The roses are heavy
With rain and for ages
veil after veil
And the pictures are whispering
The ones we belong to
Caught in forever
Startled and proud, all laughing together

And babe, if you'd met him
I picture you'd sit
Blasting my wisdom
With two barrelled wit
Then he'd steal you for dancing
And you'd lend him your arms
And I'd stooge for your laughing
And you'd swirl in the chaos of charm

The roses are heavy
With rain and for ages
veil after veil
And the pictures are whispering
He'd steal you for dancing
And you'd lend him your arms
And I'd stooge for your laughing
And you'd swirl in the chaos of charm

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Craig Lee Potter, Guy Edward John Garvey, Mark Potter, Peter James Turner