In every heart there is a room

A sanctuary safe and strong

To heal the wounds from lover’s past

Until a new one comes along

I spoke to you in cautious tones

You answered me with no pretense

And still I feel I said too much

My silence is my self defense

And every time I’ve held a rose

It seems I only felt the thorns

And so it goes and so it goes

And so will you soon, I suppose

(Source: Spotify)