Roses are red... (but not always)

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Date: 21 June 2005 20:15:42

I heard this at the folk festival and its been going round in my head recently, possibly triggered by the experiences of friends (and maybe myself, but I'm not telling), in a figurative rather than literal sense. And it just reminded me and Strawberry of part of last year ;) Although I'm not entirely certain there can be a wrong man when there isn't a right one. Or that its partiularly relevant when one doesn't receieve roses from either. Not a complaint, merely an observation. Some lyrics just strike a chord (sorry!) sometimes, that's all.

Roses from the wrong man
Poetry written in the wrong hand
She waits for one
She hears from another who
Tells her how much he loves her with
Roses from the wrong man

Words and music by Christine Lavin