Dead red roses Dead red roses Their hearts are cold Lovely but too hard to hold Dead red roses Dead red roses Dead red roses No use to cry Everything that lives must die Dead red roses Someone walks by Catches your eye And you feel your heart kick like a wild thing Conversation, hesitation, then he takes your hand Time goes by but, when you're dancing, doesn't time fly? Lovely things are said with a dozen red roses So when love grows like a red rose Opens up till its heart is breaking Let us fall in each recalling, tender memories You can't let go (no) When you hold him, feel the blood flow Many tears are shed on a dozen red roses Dead red roses Dead red roses Dead red roses After the rain, there will be roses again Red, red roses