Lola Marsh - Roses

^CI remember roses^Em in the ^Amgarden and my ^Fmother walking with her^C tray I was washing our car ^Emwith my ^Ambrother It was a ^Flazy sunny Saturday^Dm

^DmFrom our ^Fhouse deleted ^Csounds As I ^Amfelt her singing to ^Dmme At that ^Fmoment I knew

^CI was ^Emfeeling ^Amtired From the ^Fsilence in the daily^C trends Wanted to ^Emfeel ins^Ampired from the^F voices I heard in my^Dm head I was ^Fwhistling to my^Cself Little m^Amellow and dark mel^Dmody And I wished ^Fto be part

^CSitting on the shoulders ^Emof my ^Amfather We were ^Flistening to the classic ^Ctune He told me I’m a mirror ^Emto his ^Ammother And the ^Fwater with the light of the ^Dmmoon

I was ^Fwhistling this whole ^Ctune Little ^Ammellow and dark melo^Dmdy And I wished ^Fto be part

^CI was ^Emfeeling ^Amtired From the ^Fsilence in the daily^C trends Wanted to ^Emfeel ins^Ampired from the^F voices I heard in my^Dm head I was ^Fwhistling to my^Cself Little m^Amellow and dark mel^Dmody And I wished ^Fto be part

^CI was ^Emfeeling ^Amtired From the ^Fsilence in the daily^C trends Wanted to ^Emfeel ins^Ampired from the^F voices I heard in my^C head I was ^Emfeeling ^Amtired From the ^Fsilence in the daily^C trends Wanted to ^Emfeel ins^Ampired from the^F voices I heard in my^C head