White Roses
White Roses By: sunny cloud I was just walking with my white roses When i saw a beautiful maiden Who looks like the prettiest princess I think god listen to my praises She falls down from heaven She smells like my fresh white roses She live in wonderful houses Where the people are chosen Just like the king, queen or a princess I remember him in all places My cup of problem was broken That symbolized my white roses She looks at me in my classes I was hidden I’m still shy, my princess I have many choices But my thoughts were frozen I want to give you my white roses Only for you, my beautiful princess