The rose fell from her hand,
It feel into the sand.
Tears roll down her face,
As he starts to walk away.
He turns to say good-bye,
But stops when he hears her cry.
Instead he walks the street alone,
Forever burned from the stone.
He can't believe how hard it was,
To leave her there with out a because.
Together, alone. For now or forever.
To walk the streets with out my treasure.