Lyric You Can t Go Where the Roses Go

Today I saw the roses die,
The ones that we picked out.
And I turned around to cry,
I could not help myself.

I know where the roses go
Who do what they should do,
And baby, you won t go where the roses go
If you can t be true.

Today I saw the roses die,
The ones that we picked out.
As I stood there I could see
I could not help them now.

I know where the roses go
Who do what they should do,
And baby, you won t go where the roses go
If you can t be true.

Don t you want to walk where the flowers play
Beneath the sky of gold,
Where the little white doves fly by the hour
Singing our love will never grow cold ?

Oh, today I saw the roses die,
The ones that we picked out.
And I hoped that you could tell
What it was all about.

I know where the roses go
Who do what they should do,
And baby, you won t go where the roses go
If you can t be true.

You won t go there
If you can t be true.
You can t go there
If you can t be true.
You won t go there
If you can t be true ...