Tekster: Beady Belle. Turn Back Time.

As I touch the rose
All the petals fell off
And the stamps took their naked
Quizzingly exposed

The perfect conversation
Wasn't there anymore
The sublime masterpiece
Scattered out on the floor

The pitiable sight
Of the fragmented bloom
As the smell of decay
Suddenly filled the room

Irreversible and oh
So irremediable deed
Despite self reproach
I'm a broken reed

Why couldn't I have just enjoyed the beauty
Why couldn't I have just left it alone
How could I destroy something so wonderfully made

Now the season of blossom is gone
How I wish I could turn back time
How I wish you'd still be mine

However I trump
The blame that I take
The sorry word doesn't work
On this mistake

So I'll sweep up all the petals
Lying on the floor
And I'll empty the dustpan
As I lock the door

Why couldn't I have just enjoyed the beauty
Why couldn't I have just left it alone
How could I destroy something so wonderfully made

Now the season of blossom is gone
How I wish I could turn back time
How I wish you'd still be mine