A New Hope - Broken Iris

To your grave I spoke

Holding a red

Red rose

Gust of freezing cold air

Whispers to me

That you are gone

Always

Always asking the question

Why life is overrated

But I never

Never expected that I'd

Underestimated my love for you

To your grave I spoke

Holding a red

Red rose

Gust of freezing cold air

Whispers to me

That you are gone

Always

Always just out of reach from my

Over frustrated

Shameful hands

And I never

Never expected that I would ever

No never take for granted your precious time

To your grave I spoke

Holding a red

Red rose

Gust of freezing cold air

Whispers to me

You're gone

Spent a lifetime of holding on

Just to let go

I guess I'll spend another lifetime

Searching for a new hope

To your grave I spoke

Holding a red

Red rose

Gust of freezing cold air

Whispers to me

You're gone

Spent a lifetime of holding on

Just to let go

I guess I'll spend another lifetime

Searching for a new hope

A new hope

A new hope

A new hope

A new hope