On The Inside

He used to give me roses, I wish he would again but that was on the outside, and things were different then we built our world together, with a love so clear and strong but that was on the outside, where did I go wrong On the inside the sun still shines and the rain falls down but the sun and rain are prisoners too when morning comes around Last night I dreamed we were together sharing all the love we'd known, 'til I had to face the nightmare of waking up alone On the inside the roses grow, they don't mind the stony ground but the roses here are prisoners too when morning comes around He used to give me roses, I wish he would again but that was on the outside, and things were different then