Take this rose, I promise it won’t dienBefore we fade to a pretensed goodbyenIt fits inside your palm as if to saynA delicate hole could be madenIf you’re still afraidnnIndifference, hope you find me and thennSay you’ll love me onlynAlways promise the same cold heartnnTravelled on the ocean to spend some timenI didn’t make the journey to change your mindnIf you thought I wanted a poem in blood and winenThen why did you hold me with staresnBut not speak your mindnnIndifference, hope you find me and thennSay you’ll love me onlynAlways promise the same cold heartnCold heartnnShould I imagine your efforts could be sincerenShould I imagine the distance could come from fearnnIndifference, hope you find me and thennSay you’ll love me onlynAlways promise the same cold heart