A Withered Rose

The summer is over

The last flower seems to wither away

Now we are apart

On the highway, the cars disappear

Your memory is now fading

Now the pictures are withered

And the gold clock spins

With the lies she told, she hides them in the flowers

So the sun has gone away

And stars have withered from view

We tried to fall in love

But now

The future vanished with you

All of the memories and pictures withered away

The last was like

A beautiful flower

Now is gone

And replaced with

A withered rose