When the roses died, she cried for love,
As if she hadn't had enough, of broken hearts,
Walk on parts,
Nobody could say she was hard,
Then how she shone for each one,
I'm sad to say I didn't have the faith, in forest fires,
One night desiresÅÅ.
Roses, always got in the way, now all I wish is that I could sayÅ
I will always have Rachel's hands
I will always have Rachel's hands
I will always have Rachel's hands Å
To hold,
When the whiskey ran out, she'd call the man,
A friend of someone's friend she'd had,
The empty beds, the rainbow's end,
She'd search the bars for that special thing,
I read the message but couldn't see the words,
I'm sad to say she always talked of love,
As if it was for someone else,
Roses, always got in the way, now all I wish is that I could sayÅ
I will always have Rachel's hands
I will always have Rachel's hands
I will always have Rachel's hands Å
To hold,
I'd turn back the wheel and forget the times,
When we broke each others hearts with the same old lines,
I'd turn back the wheel and start again,
And do it one more time,
Just so I could say in my mindÅ
That I will always have Rachel's hands
I will always have Rachel's hands
I will always have Rachel's hands...
To hold
