What would I ever do with a rose?
How would it ever get me high?
What would I ever do with a rose?
How would it ever get me by?
How would it ever get the guy?
What would I ever do with a rose?

Sitting here underneath the bridge
making love at the break of dawn
Sitting here in the afternoon
making love underneath the awning
I'll then tell you in the night,
tell you this with a kiss:

Never does the dream come true
without the night
Never does the dream come true
without the nightmare

What would I ever do with a rose?
How would it ever get me high?
What would I ever do with a rose?
How would it ever get me by?
How would it ever get the guy?
What would I ever do?
What would I ever do with you?

Never does the dream come true without the nightmare