كلمات Black Roses

18 Years she is and Her hair is painted yellow Her eyes are shining, and make up Makes her skin look mellow There’s no time to waste It’s like she’s in a battle But more than that She’s waiting for the star Dressed up as a handsome fellow She thinks she’s decent and persuasive But she got her mind and body indistinct She’s got that feeling that she can’t ignore So she’s waiting all alone outside that backstage door Year after year she Watches the stars falling That’s what she lives for Every morning after Her body asks for more So she walks out of her garret door Taking a star out of the cool blue night Every day again searching the sky Only to get her sensuality high And now she is staring into the sky Searching for new stars passing by Then the sky became dark And seems no longer blue Her hair ain’t yellow anymore And her make up is running through Now she has nothing in this world Black roses for the girl