Due to the absence in nature of blue roses they have come to symbolise mystery and longing to attain the impossible
I like blue roses for it's kind is rare
I settled myself one out of despair
Seen with own my eyes, they all are blue
Though some are not and some are true
But how would I know which is which
Do you think I gotta go check them each
After all, they all seemed color blue
So I grabbed each one, without a clue.
Thinking those I chose, I thought were real
It's for me to find out, it's for me to feel
But as days goes on and time passes by
The truth came out, you and I can't deny.
Slowly, it's color starts to fade
Bright blue tints turned lighter shade
It's true color starts to show;
It was pale and white, I didn't know.
I thought it was real, but it was fake
Covered with lies people used to make
Again, I realized, Blue roses are rare
Some will fool you and they don't care.
So you have to wait for it's season to come
It just happened to have one reason for some
Coz' if you're too impatient not to
Soon you'll know what'll happen to you.
Fooled with the fake dyed blue roses
False hopes underneath fancy promises
So you gotta think first, before you make a deal
See? you'll never know who's gonna be forever real !!!