Thoughts in the rain

Standing in the rain
squeezing a blood-red rose
the whole night if I have to
cause thinking of you
makes me not wanna go home
to some damned reality.
Don't wanna have you in my life,
just wanna be in your dream
and stand here forever
in the rain.
One look, one smile
one single word
butterflies arise in me...

Anyone want a dead rose?