| What are the roses for? | |
| Petals of red velvet | |
| It isn't my birthday or Valentines yet | |
| So what are the roses for? | |
| What are the diamonds for? | |
| Galaxies trapped in stone | |
| The magic of Christmas has come and it's gone | |
| So what are the diamonds for? | |
| Dancing, avoiding the truth | |
| Romancing comes easy for you | |
| My heart aches for answers; I can't let this moment pass | |
| So I'll ask | |
| What are these kisses for? | |
| Softer than autumn's breath | |
| Your lips taste of secrets, a hint of regret | |
| So what are these kisses for? | |
| Living, avoiding the truth | |
| Or knowing what you can't undo | |
| My heart has two choices; I can't let this moment pass | |
| So I'll ask | |
| What are the roses for? | |
| Presents so passionate | |
| It isn't my birthday or Valentines yet | |
| So what are the roses for? | |
| What are the roses for? | |
| What are the roses for? |