...since she's my rose...since she's my rose

...since she's my rose

But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together... since she's the one I've watered, since she's the one I put under glass, since she's the one I sheltered behind the screen, since she's the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all... ...Since she's my rose.