Roses Are Not Red

roses are not red
 a still life never growing
 the sun is not a source of light
 and the wind will not be blowing
 
 birds will die
 up in the sky
 the sky that is not blue
 everything is as it was
 i never loved you
 i never loved you
 
 roses are not red
 
 the rain is not been falling
 
 and telephones ring unaware
 
 of why we bother calling
 ♪
 no one there
 would ever care
 to hear what we've been through
 ♪
 everything is in its place
 i never loved you
 i never loved you
 ♪
 your face, so unremarkable
 could never light this lonely town
 ♪
 your voice, all but forgotten
 does not echo every single sound
 your eyes without expression,
 there's nothing special in that case
 so why do i spend every night
 dreaming of the things i'll never miss?
 no joy as spring arrives
 there's nothing sad about you leaving
 and i will live my life the same
 maybe this time without breathing
 so look through these eyes
 that never cried
 and any fool could see what's true
 
 roses are not red
 roses are not red
 roses are not red
 and i never loved you
 roses are not red
 roses are not red
 roses are not red
 and i never loved you