Текст: Ryan Adams. Cold Roses. Blossom.

Without anyone to love you, what will you blossom into?
Without anyone to hold you, how will you grow?
And in the wild wood trees the wild wind blows
And the nighttime crushes the hurricane rose
And with no one to care for you, who knows

Blossom for me rose, you're the picture of my love
Blossom for me rose, stretch out underneath the stars
And when tomorrow comes, I will hold you up
Little blossom, shining in the sun

Without any place to go to, what will your soul return to
Without anyone to keep you where will you go
And in the shadows of the past where you're spinning so fast
It's hard to see it coming and it never lasts
And with nothing to judge your life by how will you know

Blossom for me rose, you're the picture of my life
Blossom for me rose, stretch out underneath the stars
And when tomorrow comes I will hold you up
Little blossom, shining in the sun

Without anyone to love you, what will you blossom into?
Without anyone to hold you how will you grow?