(Bachman/Cummings)



Although I see her

She's baiting

Baiting



Although she's gone

She's waiting

Waiting



She brought me love and a yellow rose

I took her love and her yellow rose

Before the day ends the rose will die



She comes each day with the morning, morning

She leaves each night with the evening, evening



She brought me love and her yellow rose

I took her love and her yellow rose

Before the day ends the rose will die



And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more

I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die

Please come back without the rose



Although I see her

She's baiting

Baiting



Although she's gone

She's waiting

Waiting



She brought me love and a yellow rose

I took her love and her yellow rose

Before the day ends the rose will die



And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more

I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die

Please come back without the rose

Please come back without the rose