White roses in the garden
You hold them in the evening
Every summer yeah
They come back here
To tell you just
How just how they're feeling
The sun is kissing on you
And my eyes are fixed upon you
I'm present in the moment now
With your presence
In the golden hour
White roses in the garden
You smell them in the morning
And I swear there's more
Than last year yeah
A new age is dawning
The sun kisses you softly
As I sip up on my coffee
I'm present in the moment now
Still I can't wait
To get to golden hour
I can hear the trees rushing
Even though they've got to go nowhere
And when I hear the bee's buzzing
Makes me feel
Like imma get somewhere
I can hear the trees rushing
Even though they go to go nowhere
There must be something
In the breeze honey
Cause' I feel
Like imma get somewhere
Yeah I feel like imma
Get somewhere, somewhere
All of these white roses
In the garden for you girl