Do you believe in love after the pain?

Do you believe in love after the rain?

Do you believe in love after love?


I don't anymore

Do you believe in love?

I don't anymore.

Do you believe anymore?

Mama said I picked the finest rose in the garden.

I only liked special; was never one to bring them all in.

Got it a vase and water, made it feel secure.

Cause the outside was scarred, but the insides were so pure.


I gave it my full attention, never left it lonely.

By the look in my eyes you could tell it was my one and only.

Cause beauty inside and out is hard to find.

And how lucky was I that I could call it mine.


Cherish this bond, try to make it last forever.

But good things don't always last, some are meant to be severed.

Day after day, I watched its petals wilt.

No matter how much I tried, it couldn't be rebuilt.


They always said the hardest part was waiting for it to grow.

Till they felt the pain of having to let it go.


Do you believe in love after the pain?

Do you believe in love after the rain?

Do you believe in love after love?


I don't anymore.


Do you believe in love?

I don't anymore.

Do you believe anymore?