Strawberry Rose Lyrics

In an attic on Strawberry Road

Hidden in the dark was a bag of her clothes

I found a note in the pocket of her jeans

A piece of the puzzle after so many years

Blowing off the dust on a cold case file

This one has haunted me most of my life

She was so young and left a little child

Where did she go to and why would she leave?

She is sleeping in the cold

Hear the calling of her restless soul

He is fearful when he dreams

Blood on the soil grows a whispering rose

Driving alone to the address that she wrote

Past the old factory at a dead-end road

I can almost smell her perfume

With my blood hound nose

It leads me to a lonely place

Where shadows decay in forgotten hope

She is sleeping in the cold

Hear the calling of her restless soul

He is fearful when he dreams

Blood on the soil grows a whispering rose

A path led to a secluded wood

A single shoe strangely out of place

Where the fungus and the nettles grew

In the middle of nowhere a red rose bloomed

She is sleeping in the cold

Hear the calling of her restless soul

He is fearful when he dreams

Blood on the soil grows a whispering rose

She has led me back to you

I hear her lost soul whisper

beneath the rose

She has haunted you to this day

A life for a life is the

The price you must pay

I shed a tear for Strawberry Rose