rosebud

When I pick up my guitar
This is the song that always comes
Dont know what
Im singing bout
And dont know what for
I think about you
And I think about
RosebudWish there was a song to sing
To bring you back
But you cant get here
From nowhere
I guessRosebuds shipwrecked
Up on the
OhioBehind a wall of glass
Telling me to take care of myself
And my friends
You sing to a field of trees
And roses singing those melodies
Simple and easy
Where everything moves
Underneath you and
Rosebud too
I wish there was a song to sing
To get you back
But you cant get here
From nowhere
I guessRosebuds shipwrecked
Up on the
OhioBehind a wall of glass
Telling me to take it easy
But I took a photograph
And shes just
A wooden machine
But you and
RosebudYoure still singing to me