Stone & Roses
I’ve been called too soft, too wild
Too much woman, too much child
I gave my love without defense
They mistook it for weakness
I built my world with open hands
Held the weight they couldn’t stand
Never cracked, just learned to sway
Let the storms all have their say
I’m made of stone and roses
Hard and soft in equal doses
Kept my thorns from drawing blood
Even when they drug my name through mud
I wear velvet on my skin
But I’m rock when it gets thin
I carry peace the world opposes
Still I bloom with stone and roses
I used to wonder what went wrong
Why love felt like a losing song
Why they couldn’t see the light
I was burning just to keep them warm at night
But I’ve learned not to fold my wings
To dull the edge or clip the sting
I’ve bled just trying to belong
Now I know I’ve been strong all along
I’m made of stone and roses
Hard and soft in equal doses
Kept my thorns from drawing blood
Even when they drug my name through mud
I wear velvet on my skin
But I’m rock when it gets thin
I carry peace the world opposes
Still I bloom with stone and roses
Let ‘em talk, let ‘em guess
I loved the world in my Sunday dress
Built a heart that doesn’t bruise
Just blooms and grows, with nothing left to lose
I’m made of stone and roses
Hard and soft in equal doses
Kept my thorns from drawing blood
Even when they drug my name through mud
I wear velvet on my skin
But I’m rock when it gets thin
I carry peace the world opposes
Still I bloom with stone and roses
Yeah, I bloom,
With stone and roses.