Rosebud

When I pick up my guitar

This is the song that always comes

Don't know what

I'm singing 'bout

And don't know what for

I think about you

And I think about

RosebudWish there was a song to sing

To bring you back

But you can't get here

From nowhere

I guessRosebud's shipwrecked

Up on the

OhioBehind a wall of glass

Telling me to take care of myself

And my friends

You sing to a field of trees

And roses singing those melodies

Simple and easy

Where everything moves

Underneath you and

Rosebud too

I wish there was a song to sing

To get you back

But you can't get here

From nowhere

I guessRosebud's shipwrecked

Up on the

OhioBehind a wall of glass

Telling me to take it easy

But I took a photograph

And she's just

A wooden machine

But you and

RosebudYou're still singing to me