[Verse I: Buck 65]
This is where she finds herself
alone and empty handed.
Abandoned building and she's stranded, chosen and demanded.
This is where she needs to be
watching passing traffic.
Faraway expression painted, brave and laughing tragic.
He's the same and somewhere else
in cold and blinding silence.
Doesn't want to
leave the house
he's in divine defiance.
Harmonizing unbeknown
Studying the ceiling. [bad word] for the last room everybody and concealing.

[Hook: Adaline]
Roses in the rain.
Bend or you will break.
The Sun will rise again.
For roses in the rain.

[Verse II: Buck 65]
Little birds make pretty music
always tell their secrets.
Empty beds and heavy heads, we're dreaming though we're sleepless.
Falling stars
concentric circles
roses in the rain.
The image of our [bad word] self
exposes in the pain.
Looking through a photographs, the melody is clarified.
Wainting for the storm to pass like Liberty is paralyzed.
There's a wolf that lives inside me, you have got one too.
They recognized
one another
they can see right through.

[Hook: Adaline]
Roses in the rain.
Bend or you will break.
The Sun will rise again.
For roses in the rain.

[Verse III: Buck 65]
Distant lover reminisces.
Faraway mister
and missus.
Hopelessness versus ambitious.
Was the [bad word]  [bad word] fictitious.
Empraces that heal the vicious. Boredom kills.
She's feeling listless.
Catching birds and reeling fishes.
Hides the [bad word]  Concealing witness.
Open heart revealing wishes.
Temptation, appealing business.
Sits behind the wheel and listens.
Slowly, surely dealing with this.
Passing time and healing distance.
Almost like it's really Christmas. [bad word] on love, the kneeling mistress.
Taking chances, stealing kisses.

[Hook: Adaline]
Roses in the rain.
Bend or you will break.
The Sun will rise again.
For roses in the rain.

[Verse IV: Buck 65]
Roses in the [bad word]  in the vein.
Closes and constrains.
Imposes on the pain.
Roses in the [bad word] in the vein
Closes and constrains.
Imposes on the pain.