And who are you to judge her pain? Cuz now maybe your suffer the same.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So excited with her youth, she wants to be mature.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So enchanted with her looks, we watch and we adore.
Some things, never seem important, till there gone.
Constantly struggling to make it on her own.
She becomes so aware, that life is ruthlessly unfair.
And who are you to judge her pain? Cuz maybe your suffer the same.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So excited with her youth, she wants to be mature.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So enchanted with her looks, we watch and we adore.
And she put her hand in mine, and I noticed the tears in her eyes.
Then she said to me, I need a friend tonight.
So she said.
So long this life, and all the weights heavy on my mind,
So long this world, I was never meant for this, anyway.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So excited with her youth, she wants to be mature.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So enchanted with her looks, we watch and we adore.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So excited with her youth, she wants to be mature.
Rose-such a lucky flower.
So enchanted with her looks, we watch and we adore.
A. Studt, S. Lewinson, P. Lewinson
These lyrics were transcribed from the Under The Thumb single by Jodi. Please email me with any corrections.
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