Roses of yesterday

Faded and thrown away

Love is a pale bouquet

Of yesterday's roses



Roses were once in bloom

Here in my lonely room

Now there's a faint perfume

Of yesterday's roses



Roses of crimson red

Faded when love was dead

Quickly the summer fled

And winter discloses



That it was not to be

And all that's left for me

Is a sweet memory

Of yesterday's roses