A rose petal falls down from the flower
Wind carries it away to a world of wonder
It\'s wings emerge and the breeze follows it to freedom
As day turns to night the rose petal regains it\'s beauty
What\'s brown and wilted turns bright and red, what\'s scarred heals
The pain of yesterday seems forgotten, left behind with the rest
The sun is brighter outside of the prison bars
could that be why?
Why the stars are shining, glistening more than ever
Why as it runs amongs these specks of lights all alone, the rose petal wouldn\'t dream of looking back