You were waiting for your chance, it wasn't coming You were waiting for your chance, it finally came Did they catch you standing still, were you thinking about running Did they know you were the ones who hated evil more than pain
Just an old photograph left to show White roses fall in the snow Bursting into flower red roses grow Where white roses lay broken in the snow
You could have lived to be old without trying Just your children to remember your name Beautiful flowers are beautiful dying When you died for true love you didn't die in vain
Just an old photograph left to show White roses fall in the snow Bursting into flower red roses grow Where white roses lay broken in the snow
So easily you make me cry Like pouring rain tearsdrops fall from my eyes But there's no virtue in crying and no virtue in trying To deny I wouldn't stand by the tracks and never see the trains
Just an old photograph left to show White roses fall in the snow Bursting into flower red roses grow Where white roses lay broken in the snow