You Can’t Go Where the Roses Go Marianne Faithfull

Today I saw the roses die
The ones that we picked out
And I turned around to cry
I could not help myself

I know where the roses go
Who do what they should do
And baby, you won't go where the roses go
If you can't be true

Today I saw the roses die
The ones that we picked out
As I stood there I could see
I could not help them now

I know where the roses go
Who do what they should do
And baby, you won't go where the roses go
If you can't be true

Don't you want to walk where the flowers play
Beneath the sky of gold
Where the little white doves fly by the hour
Singing our love will never grow cold ?

Oh, today I saw the roses die
The ones that we picked out
And I hoped that you could tell
What it was all about