You must have seen a few roses bloom With beauty insane, ending up in tomb I aren’t that thorn, mind you again, Lying across the soil under cloudy rain Life is tough and it can’t change Much has been said, little for gain Looking at me, you’ll see A damsel in no need of a frog indeed
A girl’s tale
A girl’s tale
A girl’s tale
You must have seen a few roses bloom With beauty insane, ending up in tomb I aren’t that thorn, mind you again, Lying across the soil under cloudy rain Life is tough and it can’t change Much has been said, little for gain Looking at me, you’ll see A damsel in no need of a frog indeed