Ooh heeey heeey We are the roses in the garden beauty with thorns among our leaves To pick a rose you ask your hands to bleed What is the reason for having roses when your blood is shed carelessly It must be for something more than vanity oooooh Believe me the truth is we're not honest Not the people that we dream Not as close as we could be How can we know the one to follow With the best of the best we could lead Toward a better life Toward decency How we love the lives we're given But we're trapped inside the prison Of our goodness of our evil Of humanity oooooh All in time But the clock is another demon That divides our time in Eden In our Paradise Will we know the simple pleasure Will we learn to love and treasure These precious gifts of life Be enraptured By the bounty And the phrase we heard resounding Ooooooh