I love the way it unfolds
Have you ever felt like you knew someone a long, long time ago?
Another place, another time, a friendship of two roses?
Two roses who share a bond for reasons neither know,
A feeling that they were friends, a long, long time ago?
Did they stumble onto each other by pure circumstance,
Or was it fate and destiny that played a certain hand?
Two roses intertwined, they are not worlds apart,
But the rose, it knows no difference, in matters of the heart.
Somehow they are drawn together, fate has brought them back,
Each living worlds apart, though journey separate paths.
When this life is over, and a new life begins,
Their souls will find each other, two roses that we call friends.