Testo Dress Of Roses

A dress hangs in the closet She hung it there late one night But now she's gone and I'm in your bed And all that's left is a dress of roses I see her there, in that small gesture A dress she wore, then hung with care It's screaming there, but you don't seem to hear And I'm all alone with that dress of roses While you're holding me you still hold onto her And the memory of what you shared Is still hanging there The rising sun brings a rude awakening You sleep soundly while I loss and turn I find my bag and steal one look back And leave you with that dress of roses