Boucho - Roses Lyrics

Roses characterize
The feelings I get when I look in your eyes
Look at my sighs
Rising from my chest when I see your star filled skies

Fallin when we ballin
No late nights, early mornings I wanna be calling

Surly dawns I wanna be crawling

Over to your place
Like at the coastal hostel space
Never wake up alone again

The pale sky lights up your morning face
Not seeing you first thing is the real disgrace

I just wake up and chase
The remains of the trace
I think of visions of your grace
Up in my head case

Don't water the leaves
Water the roots
Cause when you leave
The feelings you need
Are the ones you will lose

Just like the petals of a flower, there's layers till the true power
Gotta keep an eye on the growth, or the feelings will sour

Although hours go by
The levels just never die
With all this inside
You might get scared and say goodbye

Roses are the flower of love, or so they say
But they also speak of roses wilting by the end of the day

I keep thinking this is the real thing
But I guess the queen will always be painting roses
To look like they bleed

I just wanna say, this is the real shit
But no petals fall to the ground until the stem splits

Let's just fill up a vase
And keep this rose alive
Till the end of its days

Roses characterize, the way you look at me
Staring eye-to-eye, it seems you see past the fake things

There's a real person in there
Maybe the first I've seen in a while
Ima just give her a wink, maybe a little smile

I swear I cry when I write this shit
I'm just watering the roses when I spit
I want you to hit rewind and listen to it again

I haven't felt a soul like yours in a while, maybe ever
Maybe our stems can intertwine and grow thorns together

This may be too much
But I'm sitting here now
Like my petals just today hit the ground

Is the metaphor clear, does it all make sense?
Are the raindrops on my leaves gonna sabotage this?

Will the fertilizer reduce the fatality risk?
Will watering once a week really keep the roots thick?

It's been such a short time, but it feels like eternity
I hope this rose's petals never stop falling

Roses are the flower of love, or so they say
But they also speak of roses wilting by the end of the day

I keep thinking this is the real thing
But I guess the queen will always be painting roses
To look like they bleed

I just wanna say, this is the real shit
But no petals fall to the ground until the stem splits

Let's just fill up a vase
And keep this rose alive
Hopefully that flower, never gets clipped