the morning we moved in this house you said let s make a bed of roses so hand in hand we found that special place and i broke the ground i wiped that delta dirt from your face as you knelt there to sow them oh i d give anything a mortal man could give if you could see them now chorus through the kitchen window pane i can see the roses the ones we planted that first spring are blooming like they did when you were here someone s always left behind when the door of this life closes so i sit alone and watch it rain on our bed of roses some days i sit for hours at the time just staring at those roses they seem so young and full of life but soon they ll face the winter chill i don t know how long i can survive but one thing that i know is come sping time the roses will return but you never will chorus through the kitchen window pane lord i can see the roses the ones we planted that first spring are blooming like they did when you were here someone s always left behind when the door of this life closes so i sit alone and watch it rain on our bed of roses so i sit alone and watch it rain on our bed of roses 