To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me, that you are gone
Always, always asking questions
My life is overrated but i
Never, never expected that i'd
Underestimated my love for you
To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me, you're gone
Always, always just out of reach from my
Over frusterated, shameful hands
And i never, never expected that i
Would ever, no never take for granted our precious time
To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me you're gone
Spent a lifetime of holding on just to let go
I guess i'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope
To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me you're gone
Spent a lifetime of holding on just to let go
I guess i'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope
A new hope
A new hope
A new hope
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me, that you are gone
Always, always asking questions
My life is overrated but i
Never, never expected that i'd
Underestimated my love for you
To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me, you're gone
Always, always just out of reach from my
Over frusterated, shameful hands
And i never, never expected that i
Would ever, no never take for granted our precious time
To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me you're gone
Spent a lifetime of holding on just to let go
I guess i'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope
To your grave, i spoke
Holding a red, red rose
Gust of freezing cold air
Whispers to me you're gone
Spent a lifetime of holding on just to let go
I guess i'll spend another lifetime
Searching for a new hope
A new hope
A new hope
A new hope