Your Roses Songtext
von Customs

I tell you that love when push comes to shove is tragic
And yet we can thrive as husband and wife, it′s magic
We swim in a lake that drowns our mistakes, they're classic
So lo and behold, we′re catching a cold, it's epic

So don't be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses grow
Don′t be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses grow
Don′t be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses never grow old


The sun and waves clear, let all the children boogie
Then tell me my dear, is there something we're overlooking?
A thunderous storm that sets a new norm is raging
We might just as well try breaking the spell of aging

So don′t be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses grow
Don't be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses grow
Don′t be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses never grow old

So don't be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses grow
Don′t be shy, Suzanne
Take me to where your roses grow
Don't be shy, Suzanne