Of all the roses you could have picked
You picked mine.
At last, you have surrendered to me
And I am grateful for everything you
have put me through
For I am the most naked of roses
And I cannot be touched,
And finally, you\'ve surrendered to me!
At last, I am grateful
To the last dying breed,
The narcissist that breathes!
Thank you, Chris Atkins...
Thank you for believing in me
Still.