Verse 1:
A vase of roses, once vivid with hue,
Now wilted, each petal a whisper of you.
Gathered for a goodbye, a mournful array,
In the quiet of the chapel, where the shadows play.
Chorus:
Withered bouquet, in your arms they lay,
Fragile echoes of yesterday.
Each thorn, each stem, tells a tale,
Of love and loss, where all else fails.
Verse 2:
Silent sentinels, standing watch by the stone,
Under weeping willows, I stand alone.
These roses, like memories, fade and fall,
A poignant reminder, you left us all.
Chorus:
Withered bouquet, in your arms they lay,
Fragile echoes of yesterday.
Each thorn, each stem, tells a tale,
Of love and loss, where all else fails.
Bridge:
I trace the contours of what used to be,
Each wilted rose brings you back to me.
In their decay, a beauty still resides,
Holding the essence of the love that abides.
Verse 3:
As petals descend, so do my tears,
Mingling with the earth, overcoming fears.
This final gift, adorned with grief,
In their silent beauty, I find relief.
Chorus:
Withered bouquet, in your arms they lay,
Fragile echoes of yesterday.
Each thorn, each stem, tells a tale,
Of love and loss, where all else fails.
Outro:
When the last petal falls to the ground,
In the hush of the fallen, your presence found.
A withered bouquet, a farewell made,
In the garden of memories, where you’ll forever stay.