smell like roses

i wrote you in silence,

i expected things to be easy

when i had nothing to say

you didn't mean a thing

then why do i smell like roses

and when did the flowers outside

my window start to bloom?

i wrote you in silence,

cause it was all just fantastical :

a bubbling stream out of reach

you weren't supposed to mean a thing

but now i'm walking on torn petals

just don't leave don't leave don't

leave without me, i don't know you

because

i wrote you in silence,

but now i have the words, maybe,

if i'm not too afraid to speak

somehow you mean something

just peel the rosebuds off my skin

i smell like roses again, and

it's because of you.